I slid my fingers beneath the clasp and the fabric upon my shoulders crumbled in a heap by my feet. He looked upon my body as if I were a poison apple. His brow furrowed as he fought to keep his teeth locked behind his lips. Then a glimpse of white protruded as he bit down into flesh and a trickle of blood ran down his chin.

My hands dove to hide the parts of my body that told my story, “I told you, you could never love me…”

For a brief moment, our eyes found each other, but I saw the light fade and turn to black.