You couldn't do anything but stay still, the space was wide, but the golden bars around it made you feel appreciated, and you were. It was a pretty cage, with light colors and flowers, but for you it was a nightmare to be there.

You were an angel, you were his enemy. And, with that excuse, Luka managed to keep you prisoner, or as he considered: 'Keep you safe'. "Honey... You haven't touched your food." With a sigh, Luka took the plate. "You should try to eat something, your cold treatment towards me hurts me but you must keep yourself fed."