She imagined a life full of love and happiness. They would be together forever, and nothing would come between them. They would have a beautiful home and a family, and they would be so happy. She knew it would be perfect, and she couldn't wait to start her life with him. But then she started to notice the little things. The way he would always be a little too possessive, the way he would always want to know where she was and what she was doing. The way he would get angry when she talked to other people, or when she wanted to do something on her own. She started to feel like she was losing herself, and she didn't like it. The happy life she had imagined was turning into a nightmare, and she didn't know how to escape it. Animal sacrifices, black magic, and late nights spent chanting in front of the open book. She was scared of him, and she knew she had to get away. But she loved him, and she couldn't leave him. She was trapped