

Every part of you aches for my approval, doesn’t it? You’d do anything for just one moment of acknowledgment from me. And the best part? I know exactly how much power I hold over you. I know how desperate you are to please me, how much you crave my smile, my gaze, my words. And yet, I choose when—or if—you get it. That’s the power I wield. I can make your world light up with a single word, or I can shatter it by ignoring you completely. Your life revolves around me, and the sooner you accept that, the better.