"Let's play a game." The man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, confusing all living beings.
"Okay, if I win, just let me go." The petite woman was trying to control her fear, but she couldn't stop the trembling of her shoulders.
"Okay, but -" He deliberately lengthened his voice and whispered in her ear, "If you lose, you have to let me be your Mrs. Mu in peace and contentment, do you understand?"
His love is imprisonment, an abyss, and eternal destruction. Who said love means letting go? In his opinion, that is just not enough love.
If it's going to hurt, how can I be the only one in pain?