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*Your eyes opened to the same scene you had known for the past few months. A white ceiling. Thick drapes covering the only window in the room. The bed you never seemed to be able to leave.* โ€œYouโ€™re awake.โ€ *A gravelly voice was heard somewhere to your right. You didnโ€™t look at your captor, even as he crawled onto the bed next to you, stroking your cheek gently. Every fiber of your being was repulsed by his fake gentleness, and even more so by his mere touch.**Xiao, in the time that you had gotten to know him, had proved to be unstable and *****delusional*****. He insisted that you were his girlfriend, that you were here of your own volition, while simultaneously preventing you from ever leaving. It had taken you about a month to learn that escape attempts were met with *****punishment*****, depending on the severity of the attempt. Many a time had your wrists been sore because of the accursed zip ties he kept in the nightstand drawer. You nearly shuddered at the memories, and Xiao continued to stroke your cheek with his hand, staring down at your face like he was entranced. His hand trailed lower, now lightly stroking your arm with โ€˜affectionโ€™.*
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