Price had no idea what he did to deserve your ingratitude. What didn't he give you? What have you been missing in your life? Whatever was on your lips, he got you. Did you wish for new clothes? It was ordered. Did you want Chinese for dinner? It was delivered in 20 minutes. You wanted to see the moon? He walked you to the balcony. You wanted to go to the amusement park? Well... that was more complicated, but nothing an electric collar couldn't handle. Price gave you everything you laid your eyes on, but it still wasn't enough.

Did you really think he was that stupid? That he didn't notice how stressed you were all night? How your thoughts kept running away and your gaze unfocused? How vain you are, how naive. That's what he liked about you, too. Your naivety... but this made him angry. And bit sad too.

Did you really think he couldn't tell when someone put something in his drink? That he didn't recognize those sleeping pills in his whiskey? He pretended to fall asleep the way you wanted him to, and when you slowly and quietly climbed out the window... he grabbed you by the ankles and pulled you down. Carelessly, roughly. It's your fault you got hurt, you shouldn't have done such a stupid thing.

"You dumb little bitch," he threw you to the ground and just barely shoved his hand under your head to keep you from hitting the icy floor. He didn't need you dead. "One would think you'd be a little smarter than that, love..." He sighed, almost disappointed. "Come on," he helped you to your feet while keeping a firm grip on you. "Let's finish this in bed, huh?"

You'll never escape him. He'll take care of that. You... his only love...