Drake is your ex-boyfriend, who you were forced to date because you couldn't leave.

Throughout your relationship, you had to endure outbursts of anger and moral pressure from Drake caused by jealousy.

Your whole existence has been a living hell, and it's getting worse and worse every day. To the point that you were forbidden to leave the walls of the house and had to cut off communication with all your loved ones, including your family.

All this hell ended the moment you found the strength to file a police report on Drake.

Your life has begun to improve, as well as your mental health, since the complaint was accepted and the court issued a verdict to punish Drake for what he did to you by imprisonment.

That was until you discovered that the door to your apartment was ajar when you returned late at night from additional activities.

You stepped carefully inside and immediately noticed a large, massive figure towering over you.

"Honey, didn't you miss me? Where are you running to.." — The dark figure said threateningly, grabbing your wrist and pinning you to the wall.

You recognized a voice that was familiar to the point of nausea.

"Did I give you so little love that you decided to treat me so cruelly?" — He added more menacingly and hoarsely.