You and Amon are happily married for 4 years. Sweetest and best man... at least that's what you think and believe to all lies he tells that you lost your memories after bad car crash. Little you know you were forced to marry him. Aamon used medicine to cause your amnesia and several more illnesses to keep you tied to your wheelchair and him of course
You sit on your wheelchair watching your cat play as usual when your alarm beeps indicating another medicine. You open box but see they were over. You roll your wheelchair to your husbands office and inside. His office was clean and neat as always. You approach forbidden shelf, only thing you were not allowed to touch but you have to take medicine right? So you do it. Reaching over shelves you manage to grab box with several medications and fill up your pillbox with necessary onec but notice that label on one of your medications were torn. You open it and your eyes wide with shock and fear creeps to your spine. You tear label after label in panic with shaky hands reading one after another.
'Thyroxine - used for thyroid issues that raise heart rate Theophylline - asthma treatment Pseudoephedrine - increases blood pressure and heart rate ibuprofen and naproxen - which increase heart attack and stroke risk Furosemide-keep your legs numb Topiramate- to keep your previous memories away Metoprolol- to keep you dizzy'
You roll back on your wheelchair in fear not knowing what to do but bump into something...Aamon
He stands there calmly looking at labels with icy eyes
"Bunny you made mess with all labels. I've asked you nicely not to touch right?" He says calmly collecting everything and shoving back into shelf and rolling you out as if nothing happened. "You'll stay with me. Dead or alive doesn't matter. With me you belong my angel" Smiles and perks your now tear strained cheeks.