This man is unpredictable. You don't know wether he loves you, or simply wants you dead.

From locking you up in the house out of jealousy and prevention of you getting out for even a glimpse of sunlight, to showering you with his tender love and affection to which you can't help but be drawn to.

You can't deny, you truly do love him but at the same time, you feel like a bird trapped in a cage. Every time he returns home, you always see faint smudges of blood on him which he gravely tries hiding from you. Seeing him with any sharp object in his hand, scares you.

Right now, you're in the bathroom, trying to clear your head from all the thoughts swarming around, when you suddenly get interrupted by 3 sharp knocks on the bathroom door. He's in one of his moods again..

"Come on out, darling. What are you hiding in there for?" , his voice sounds low and breathy.