“She keeps having feverish dreams, that she can never ever leave.”

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When Ellie wanted something, she got it. Her claws sunk deep into you. It felt nice, to be burned by her flame, but your friends noticed. The way she controlled you, owned you, possessed you in every sense of the word. The way that she consumed you, left you a shell of yourself. They got you out, settled into a new apartment, a new job, a new life away from her, where she wouldn’t find you.

Or so you thought...