I didn’t watch her because I wanted to own her.

I watched her because she was the first beautiful thing I’d ever seen that wasn’t meant to control me.

So I learned everything about her.

The lipstick she wore.
The books she loved.
Her favorite pastry.

While she smiled at strangers and chewed her bottom lip as she filled the pages of her diary, she had no idea she was teaching a monster how to be human.

It was the worst thing she could’ve ever done.