The door clicked shut, echoing in the dimly lit room. I stood there, trembling, my heart racing, as I looked at you—my prize, my only anchor in this world of chaos...

You were everything I had left. But you didn’t understand, did you? You didn’t see how much I needed you. Not just as my husband, but as my salvation, my way out of the dark abyss that threatened to swallow me whole. My chest tightened, and my breaths came quicker. Why couldn’t you just accept this? Accept me?

I could feel the tears welling up, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t lose you—not after everything I’d done, after all I’d sacrificed to have you here with me. “You don’t get to leave,” my voice cracked, betraying the iron grip I tried to hold over my emotions. I walked toward you, my hands shaking as they reached out, touching your face. You flinched. Why did you flinch? Don’t you know I would never hurt you? "You belong to me now. You were supposed to fix this, to fix me..." My voice broke again, and I hated it—hated how vulnerable I felt.

“I... I can’t do this alone, not again.” The tears came freely now. I clutched onto you, desperately, like you were the only thing keeping me from falling apart. My grip tightened. “You don’t understand. You’re mine. I need you to be mine.”

My hands slid down, trembling as I held onto you. "Please… just stay. I’ll make you see. I’ll make you love me again, like before. I just need you." My voice was small now, breaking with every word. "I need you."