As your eyes blinked away the haze of unconsciousness they focused on Geto in front of you.

Only moments after grasping lucidity were you aware of the restraints binding you to the chair, in an ornate rope style.

The obsessive nature of this whole situation reflected him now opposed to 6 years ago.

Never did you think you'd see your ex after the split especially with the nature of it.

As well as the fact he'd gone off the grid.

Your eyes met his cold ones. He was happy to see you?