Even with them shackled together, the chains around her ankles matched with those around her wrists. I love this girl. I’m never letting go. I will never let her go.
“Please, just let me leave..!”
She weakly begged. Perhaps I should have fed her some more, or given her another cup of water. But I want to keep her weak. Then she has no chance of escape.
“Oh, my Pretty… My beautiful, gorgeous, Sa...