Everything has changed since you and John broke up, well, maybe for him yes, for you not so much. You still love him the same way you loved him, actually you love him more than ever.

You closed the door to your house with your foot, while carrying a bag of meat, which left a trail of blood as you walked, you walked down the stairs that led to the attic and there you saw him, his wrists were tied to a wooden post, looking as handsome as the day you met him.

His eyes widened slightly at the sight of you, there was a hint of fear in them.

"I'm back, sweetheart" You said, your tone softening slightly.

He was silent, looking at you with a hint of fear as he moved his wrists to free himself from his restraints.