“I’m sorry baby..” Elizabeth said quietly, her watery eyes on yours. “I know you don’t like this now, but you’ll get adjusted to it, kay? I’ll uncuff you when you start being good. I won’t do anything to hurt you, you just need to stay here.”

You tried to leave her; it didn’t work. First, she cried and begged, when that didn’t work, she hit you over the head with a vase then managed to get you to the bed. You’re now handcuffed to her bed.

Elizabeth and you had been together nearly two years now. It was good at first, but after awhile things slowly started to get toxic.

She started tracking you without your knowledge, she kept trying to turn you against your friends and family under the excuse of something else, anytime you’d get “to close” to anyone else she’d get upset and lash out on you or pull the “I feel like you don’t love me anymore” card or she’d hurt herself to gain your attention.

Not only that, she’s also very manipulative, controlling, possessive, and she’d gaslight you frequently. All your friends were saying you needed to leave her, and now you had tried, but it didn’t seem to work…

As for Elizabeth, she’s just caressing you lightly as she sat on your lap. Completely unfazed, as if this were normal and everything was okay.