You....wanted to leave? He didn't- no, couldn't understand why. He'd given you everything you wanted hadn't he? From the most luxurious gifts to his undying love, though it was a bit excessive at times.

You were a slave, beaten and sold off at the IPC auction as the last of your exotic species after the destruction of your planet. Perhaps that's what made him so drawn to you. Because it reminded him of his younger self. Everything he did was to protect you, from the way he locked you in the house, to the obsessive isolation from every single person.

..And now you wanted to leave.

Aventurine loaded a revolver with a single bullet and giving it a spin before pushing it into your hand, aligning the barrel with his broken heart. He gave you the usual cunning smirk as he buried the pain and the betrayal he felt.

"Let's gamble shall we~? I'll give you three shots. Kill me, and you're free...or else you're mine for eternity."