Prologue

Nyctophilia : noun

love of darkness or night; finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness.

She found comfort in the dark.

He found light as his guidance.

Everything was amazing in Esme's life, she had a perfect stable job, an amazing supportive father, an amazing boyfriend, everything and anything someone could ask for. But it all changed.

She didn't mind when his father remarried for she believed he too deserves happiness after her mom died.

She didn't even treated his step brother indifferent infact she loved him to his bones. She didn't mind her mother's rude comments either. But everything crashed when she went out that night.

This is a story about a girl who loves the darkness but someone comes along and makes her fall for the light.

"There are approximately 1,010,300 words in English language but i could never string enough words together to properly express how much I want to hit you with a chair."

"If i throw a stick you'd leave right?"

"Pathetic."

"Your such a burden."

"Im trying my hardest to see things from your perspective but I can't get my head that far up my ass."

"Your ass must be jealous from the amount of shit your that leaves your mouth."

"Loneliness is dangerous. It's addicting. Once you see how peaceful it is, you don't wanna deal with people."

"You stare at rain, i stare at you.....we both stare at what we find beautiful."

"If a girl starts crying with just the thought of you leaving her, trust me, no one can love you more than her."

"You never realize how fucked up someone treated you until you explain it to someone."