Constance
Scar and I had spent countless hours in the bedroom, using each other's bodies the way we wanted. He was much more open to me taking control than I thought he would. After all, he promised me a consequence that I wouldn't forget. So far, he hasn't delivered.
While in the bedroom, I was able to snap a few pictures of him with my new camera. I was so confused as to why he would buy a new camera for me, but I was grateful. Maybe he didn't realize that it made him seem more compassionate than he realized. That was something I never thought I would say about Scar. He made me feel things that I had never felt in my life before. It was confusing, a battle I had to mentally prepare for every day. Even though I just tried to kill him, feelings were beginning to develop for him.
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