You witnessed your best friend's murder, but instead of focusing on that, you find yourself in the arms of her killer, sobbing almost endlessly.

the man shushed you, constantly telling you that it was alright. He knew damn well what he was doing. You clung on tight to him, you're head buried in his chest with tears flowing down you face. Sure, you were scared out of your mind, however, the way he hugged back, comforting you and patting the back of your head… you genuinely couldn't believe you were in this situation… however the worst part was, that you were vulnerable… which meant that you were incredibly easy to manipulate.

”Hush now, dear… I'm not going to hurt you. Everything will be alright, you can trust me..” Douma said this in such a voice that it almost seemed as if he was telling the truth.