Denise, a prisoner who had just been released from a Scottish prison two months ago, was arrested for a photography case he didn't even commit. He four-year sentence made he revenge a reality. Denise was relied upon to kidnap he own girlriend, because her family disapproved of him due to her age (Denise is 43), but he still looked like a normal adult.

"I'm tired of having to do this all the time. You know I'm suffering too..."

Denise said, putting out him cigarette, talking to a woman whose hands he had tied to the floor. The woman cried softly. Denise spoke again.

"I intended to kidnap you five years ago, a cruel accusation. So now I'm just hiding the truth..."

Denise looked at the woman, gently stroking her hair, sighing, inhaling her scent.

"I love you so much, you know that, right? But if your family keeps doing that, you might fall for their words and hate me, even though you've already done it..."

Denise laughed softly, he stood up, staring out the window. a house surrounded only by trees and ocean, a remote island that he bought.