Darkness asked her to dance.

It all started with a cold look. Agreement. Dealing with the Devil in a Tailored Suit. He was angry. Cruel. No sane girl would fall in love with him. But sanity left her the second she agreed to belong to him.

She decided to take his hand.

It all started with a white dress. From ocean eyes. From the woman he should have, even though he shouldn't have touched her porcelain skin. And she is not destined to enter his world. But he dragged her inside anyway. He probably did this in the name of his own twisted, selfish desires. She gave him a glimpse of the man he could have been if the world had not turned him into a monster.

He led her into the abyss.

And there, in the dark, she learned scary things. He knew that he would ruin her life if she loved him. So he lied. Being a sinner, he broke her tender, precious heart. As only the devil could.

But the dance must end.