People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night.

Each day I was more vulnerable than the last. Each day he stripped away more of my sense of self. And now he'd taken the last of it, the last of me. But who did that make me? An extension of him? Someone new? I didn't know. Didn't want to know.

Will you cry? Will you miss me?

I’m writing this because you begged. You know how I love the begging

I’m pretty sure there are some things in the dark that we’re not meant to see.

I’m sorry, Livvie, I really am. You kill me. Pepper spray? I’ve tracked you all over the world and that’s what’s going to stop me―pepper spray.