”ангел, I’d appreciate if you stopped squirming so..”

His laugh is throaty, a complete contrast to the calculating, malevolent disposition he usually held. He caresses your cheek with one hand, the other resting on your shoulder as he stands behind you.

You’re sobbing, shaking under his touch with soft, little cries. Oh, you looked so delicate like this that he almost relished it—and to think he was the reason.

He only said that you’d be here, with only him, forever.