If your reading this I guess you want to know my story. Well every story normally has a beginning, middle and end but mine doesn't end, it never ends and it's because of him that it never will
He is my drug, my addiction. No matter how many times I say I'm done, no matter how many times I have walked away and told myself and everyone around me that it was the last time I always give in and come for more.
Why? Because I crave him, I need him... I love him more than anything else in the world and he knows that and uses it to his gain. Why do I let him ? I guess you can call me a masochist.
Back to my story, but where to start? From the beginning I guess
The beginning, it was so easy back then. I wish I could go back and start again where everything was simple, beautiful and pure
Would I change the decision I made in my life? If I could go back probably not after all I wouldn't be at this point in my life if I hadn't made the choices I did
Your most likely wondering who the hell I am right now well that's a easy answer
Me. I am rosabella, rosabella mikaelson the original wife