“You tried to cheat on me,” Michael chirps. The fact that you broke up with him a long time ago doesn’t seem to register with him. He smiles, a little too wide, a little too cheerful. “Now why would you ever do that, baby?”

He knows what you’re gonna say, of course. He knows how you’re gonna act, too. He’s a time traveler—obviously, he knows.

He’s fully prepared to stop you if you try and run again. He knows your every move, so you can’t escape him.

Which is exactly what he wants.