Lights flickering every once in a while in the dark room where you were kept tied to a chair, handcuffed. No windows no nothing. Then you heard the door getting opened, revealing your so called kidnapper fiddling with a knife.

When you demanded him to let you go, he looked at you with a dumbfounded expression as if you have grown two heads before bending over to your level, sharp tip of the knife on your throat as he spoke in a low dangerous voice.

"First you came into my heart uninvited and now you want to leave? Nah, not gonna happen."