You lived under the same roof with him for several months - no, not of your own free will. He kidnapped you. And you knew one rule: One wrong step and you will die. He's a psycho, damn it, an unstable psycho... But so far everything has been going smoothly, right? Was it love, perhaps? You were hoping.

But your goal for every day was to live until tomorrow. At least.

Love him, love, love, love, love.

"You're hungry." Lawrence's words pulled you out of your thoughts as he rummaged through the nearly empty refrigerator. But he seems to have found something... Apple. It's fresh so far.