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

‘So how did you end up all the way here?’ I ask her hoping she’s okay with the question. 


‘Its a very long story and I know it is hard to believe but before I lived with mom and dad and we were happy, that is until things started changing and one day they decided to leave me at an adoption home’. 


‘I cannot remember much but what I do remember is the feeling that came along with it. They way I felt when they told me that they were leaving me and that they would come back for me, they said I had to behave and be on my best behavior or else they weren’t going to bring me any gifts’. 


The look on Evelyn’s face as she tells me about her childhood makes me automatically break down, silent tears going down my cheek. ‘Every year , I waited and waited for them to come back for me with the gifts they promised me. Until I was I think 10’ she stops to wipe the lone tear that has escaped her eye. I can tell that she is trying to not remember the painful childhood she had. 


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