I’m pregnant with the villain’s baby.
The villain keeps me locked by his side and says obsessively, “From now on, stay home and take care of the baby. You’re not allowed to go anywhere. If you try to run off, I’ll kill you.”
As a veteran social phobe, I clap with delight.
“Yay~”
“I’ll never have to go out and meet people again~”
“Honey, I love you!”
The villain: “???”
