Sharina Smith

It started with the mannequin heads. They were my escape, my solace, my companions in the darkness. But the day came when they weren't enough. That's when I started taking the girls. But Avery? She's not like the others. She's beautiful - so beautiful - but I can't hurt her. I need to keep her with me...forever. He should terrify me. I'm his prisoner. I've seen what he did to the others. How can I believe him when he says he won't hurt me? But there's more to him than darkness. There's a terrible sadness.

You might not know me. I’m the baby of the Rawlings family, the princess, the daughter who came along later. I’m not like my older siblings, successful at everything they touch. My mother and father have provided me with every luxury as well as their unyielding love and support, but I’m not spoiled. I’m also not content. By example, my parents have shown me how love should be. I don’t know their past, and that doesn’t matter. I know what I’ve seen—two people devoted to one another.