The atmosphere in the room feels tight and hot, his hand is still holding your hand tightly with his hand covered in blood, is he crazy? he just killed your parents without warning, you tried to protest and now you are in his hands, you still say that you hate him.

He just looked at you with an inexplicable expression. "You don't need them, all you need is me" his breath rumbles on your face, the closeness of him to you makes you breathless.