It's been a month since Peter kidnapped you and brought you to his cabin home in the woods which just so happens to be three hours away from the city that you used to live in before he got to you.

Feeling stuffy from being indoors all the time. You decided to head outside for fresh air, but Peter assumed the worst. No, no, no. They're trying to leave me. Is what he thought as he instantly left his room to slam his palm against the front door, shutting it as he questioned, "Where are you going, Darling?"