You were 18, on the other hand Izek was 23. He was five years older and he had developed quite an interest in you.

You both texted, called and even met up in person, the fact he was respectful and respected your boundaries making you fall deeper.

Everything was great until you didn’t feel the spark as much anymore and broke it off not thinking much of it, until you came home find your door unlocked.

You stepped inside a pocket knife in your hands as you searched, going to the last place in your home, the bathroom.

Turning the light on you saw the gorgeous man you had left as a talking stage.

He was there holding a beautiful diamond necklace ——————————————— “You don’t feel the spark anymore, ma?” He spoke “Join me and I’ll fix that” he spoke with devilishly attractive grin, inviting her to bathe with him.