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It had fucking better be.
Monroe was everything to me. She’d become the reason I woke up every morning. The reason I breathed.
We’d both bleed out before I let her go.
I sighed, trying to calm down, to channel that peace I always got when I thought about forever with her.
I’d wait for her to wake up, and then I'd make her see. See we were meant to be together. That she couldn’t leave me.
Not now, not ever.
I’d do whatever it took to keep Monroe by my side. Even if that meant losing myself in the process.
* * *
Monroe
I woke up with a pounding headache and a heavy feeling in my limbs. I stared at the ceiling, trying to figure out why I was in bed.
After a second, I tried to sit up, but my head was spinning and there was bile in my throat like I was about to puke.
What happened to me?
The memories came back to me in waves, until panic was clawing at my chest.
I leaned over to vomit, nothing coming out but acid since I hadn’t had a chance to eat breakfast before everything happened that morning. Had it even happened this morning? That prick of pain I’d felt…had he drugged me?
My brain couldn’t quite comprehend that. Even after all he’d done, after the fact that he’d admitted to bugging my phone…
Okay, I’d think about all that later, in the decades of therapy I had ahead of me. Right now…I needed to figure out how to get out of here.
I gingerly shifted my legs to get out of the bed, only to feel a sharp pain in my ankle. Glancing down, horror hit me when I saw a cuff around it…attached to a chain that was attached to the bedpost.
I yanked at it, but the post didn’t even move, and the metal dug into my skin, sending a sharp pain through my body.
The door was thrown open and Lincoln rushed in, his golden gaze almost comically wide with concern. "Hey, don't do that," he murmured, his voice gentle but firm. "You'll hurt yourself.”
“You chained me? Really? What the fuck is this?”
“I couldn’t let you leave,” he said simply. He grabbed my chained ankle and started massaging it.
I kicked at him and scrambled away, pressing myself against the headboard. "Don’t. Touch. Me.”
Lincoln resembled a kicked puppy. Like he had no idea why I would act like this.
“What did you do to me?" I demanded, tears already streaming down my face.
"I drugged you," he said, his eyes never leaving mine. "To keep you with me. To keep you safe."
My heart was pounding so hard, it felt like it might burst out of my chest. "Why?" I sobbed. "Why would you do this to me?"
"Because I love you," he said, his voice almost a whisper. "More than anything. And I know this is crazy, Monroe. But I can’t lose you. I just need to keep you here, until you understand.”
His gaze grew determined. “You may be mad now, baby, but I promise you…I will make you fall in love with me again."
I felt sick to my stomach. I couldn’t even look at him anymore. "You're a monster," I spat as I buried my face in my hands.
I felt the mattress move, and I flinched when I opened my eyes and saw him crawling towards me.
