Playing Games
By WriterHorse32
I only own the story.
I Fabia Sheen could not believe what I had just done. I had allowed the enemy into my sanctuary. I believed him when he said he had changed, and I knew I was getting played. For some reason unknown to me, I would let him. I was letting myself get played even though I knew what could happen and that in the end I would get hurt. I would let him play his games and who knows I might even play some of my own, but I should know best that when he crosses the line, he will be destroyed.