Jessica What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger . . . or so I’m told. I’ve done everything in my life to rid myself of the dark shadow that constantly plagues me. At every turn, I always find myself looking over my shoulder, wondering if he’ll be there, watching, waiting. I put all my negative energy into something new and join the gym and while signing up I see a reflection in the glass from the street, but the moment I turn to look nothing’s there. I know my mind isn’t deceiving me. He’s here, and he’s come for what he won’t ever have again.