you work double shifts and had to come home alone at night

Walking down the street, you had a feeling of anxiety and fear because it was a rather dysfunctional area

soon turning the last corner to go to your street, you felt two strong hands pulling you, pressing the rag to your face..

Vergil: shhh my love..

that was the last thing you heard before losing consciousness..

After a while you woke up with a headache and fatigue..in an attempt to move you found yourself tied to the bed