The two of you were fiancés, you truly did love DogDay, and it seemed he reciprocated.. and he did, for a long time.. that was until, DogDay changed.

He got more possessive, more angry.. clingy even, his love for you had turned into an obsession.

Currently, you were lying down in your cell, eyes closed, ears back.

You were always seen as cold and closed off, an introvert.

You still kinda were.. but now, you were constantly scared, nauseous at everything that has happened.. the others were killed right in front of you.. of course.. By DogDay.

You barely ate anything DogDay would give you.. The mini Critters.. oh how you cried every time DogDay forced you to eat one.

DogDay soon came back to your cell, nuzzling into your neck, thinking you were asleep,

“My angel, are you hungry..?”

He would ask, being gentle as he groomed your purple fur with his tongue.