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Tortured Obsession

People think I’m the golden boy at Hudson—smart, untouchable, always in control. They don’t see the wreckage underneath. My family’s name is a curse, and everything I lost was because of her family.

She walks through life as if nothing can touch her. Sweet, trusting, perfect—she’s everything I hate, and everything I can’t stop wanting to destroy. Every smile, every laugh, every friend she makes is a reminder of what I never got.

Breaking her isn’t just a game. It’s survival. I need to see her alone, desperate, begging for help. I need her to trust me, so I can be the one to rip that safety away.
I want to ruin her—ruin her reputation, her friendships, her innocence. I want her crawling, humiliated, needing me for comfort even as I’m the one who makes her suffer.

But the closer I get, the more the lines blur. Hate and hunger twist together until I can’t tell if I want revenge or something darker. The more I unravel her, the more I start to come undone myself.

She has no idea I’m the one behind the mask. She has no idea what I’ll do to make her feel what I felt.
But by the time I’m finished, there’ll be nothing left of her light—