You’re my prey tonight.

Nothing in her life makes sense.All she craves is for the pieces of the puzzle to fit together again.She is sure one day it will happen. She just doesn’t know when.She can’t fight injustice alone– for that, she needs her friends.

I can love what is broken.

She is intent on pleasing the men that frighten her.

He is polite; the perfect gentleman at first. Yet she knows his kindness is an act he performs for himself to justify what he’s about to do.

The loudest silence is camera silence.

This is no place for limits.

Names can hide so much.

It is not fiction. It is history. And both their histories match now.