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Christian is a psychopathic stalker who manages to keep Kimberly by his side. Using manipulative tactics and mistreating her for his own benefit  which is to keep her close to him forever.
 Perhaps let me not start there, Kimberly a university student who is living her ordinary life. She didn’t know that the day a rather strange but familiar boy named Christian sat next to her things would change and take a turn for the worst. Things are slow and progressive they hang out and have fun together, the even go as far as sharing about each other’s live stories. She is happy with him and all until they have a falling out. 

What she didn’t know was that the same boy would end up being her captor, keeping her against her will.
Christian is a man who comes from a wealthy but problematic family, shaped by the way his life played out. Having an unstable mental health and unable to find himself and his purpose in life. He has anger issues which lead him to kill and capture people for fun. All the while he is facing pressure from his toxic family to take charge of their family businesses which are nothing but dirty and illegal.
The only thing he is out for is what  makes him happy and that is Kimberly Jacobs. His obsession with her is the driving force to keep himself sane and happy. He will do anything and everything possible to keep her by his side even if it means killing anyone or anything in the way of them being together.
Join Kimberly on her journey as she tries to maneuver her way down the path fate has chosen for her.

The boy who sat next to me

By now I have turned the whole place upside down. Everything is everywhere. I think I might have gone a little too far. I got drunk and completely trashed the whole house. Just like those old days , I’d go to 


parties and we would completely trash the whole place and fall asleep then. Feeling the after effect of the alcohol, I make my way to find pain killers. Once I have found them I get some water and gulp it down hoping that it will 


I have come down from being drunk and now the only thing that I can feel is nothing but the feelings of sadness. I am alone, I have nothing to do, although I could paint something. 


Making my way to the art studio he gave me, I enter, hoping to spend my hours engrossed in doing my artworks. 


Picking up the brush with a shaky hand, I close my eyes and envision myself sitting on a cloud, floating in the sky surrounded by nothing but the blue sky and the cool air. 


Chapter 97