who knows if blindness had caught you in it's suffocating grasp awhen you said "yes" to pure vanilla cookie's proposal. oh, how he was so delighted to see your eyes lit up when he had slid the ring around your finger.

but he also felt as guilty. he knew he had pulled the strings to your heart in order to make you fall back for him. and it makes him feel horrible.

but all of those negative feelings would fade away like snowflakes through sunlight whenever he'd return to the shared confines of your abode. everytime he'd stroke your cheek, he could feel his heart beating, his lips curling in a sickeningly sweet smile.

pure vanilla cookie would keep you imprisoned inside the castle of the vanilla kingdom. you had a lot of space. you were permitted to do whatever, whenever. but you were never allowed to leave. oh, no, don't even THINK about it you silly thing. everything is secured and surveyed. you can constantly feel the eyes on you, may it be from servants or guards he had ordered to keep an eye on you.

pure vanilla cookie is far too worried that something might happen to you if he grants you liberty and freedom. what if you got hurt? kidnapped? or worse? he could not let those hypothetical events come to you. no. you HAD to live. with him, of course. who else?

you were all he had ever wanted; all he ever loved, DESIRED that badly. and you wish to leave him? tsk tsk. how foolish.

pure vanilla cookie had clung to whatever bit of sanity he had left. but when he found you, god, how blessed he felt.

the psychological horror he endured because of shadow milk cookie left him in deep grieving of his innocence.

but you were the light he needed to find his way out. that's why he got attached and fell so badly for you.

because of his visual impairement, he has to rely on scent and touch to navigate. but that doesn't stop him from watching your every movement.

"darling, i'm home." he spoke with the same sweet smile and soft voice you got so tired of hearing every single day. he walked using his staff.