𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓| 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

❦ᴍʀꜱ. ꜱᴀɴᴏ❦

6 months later

Today marks six months since everything changed—since Mikey's unexpected proposal, since he began holding you captive.

It's been a turbulent half-year, a roller coaster of emotions and experiences that have tested your limits in every conceivable way.

The day he proposed, you
remember vividly, was a blur of
shock and disbelief.
You had never anticipated such a sudden and intense declaration.

The words "Be my wife" had felt like a noose tightening around your neck, his intentions clear as he drew you into his world of control and possessiveness.

From that moment on, your life became a delicate balancing act.
Each day was a blend of carefully orchestrated compliance and covert resistance.

The initial shock of your captivity gave way to a grim determination to play your cards right.
You learned to navigate his volatile moods, each interaction a test of your resolve and cunning.

The physical and mental abuse you endured during these months left scars that were both visible and invisible.
His possessiveness manifested in ways that were suffocating, stripping you of your autonomy bit by bit.

There were nights when the weight of his control felt unbearable, when the darkness of your situation seemed all-encompassing.

Yet, amidst the despair, there were glimmers of hope.

These six months have been a testament to your resilience.
The emotional roller coaster has taken you to the depths of despair and the peaks of resolve.

There you sat, seated on a plush chair in the penthouse's expansive library.

The room was a sanctuary of sorts, filled with towering shelves that housed an impressive collection of books, all acquired upon your request to Mikey.

No longer confined to the bed, you found solace in this space, a temporary reprieve from the oppressive atmosphere that permeated the rest of the penthouse.

As you flipped through the pages, an elegant engagement ring adorned your manicured finger, its delicate band encrusted with sparkling diamonds and a radiant centerpiece that caught the light with every movement.

The ring's intricate design complemented the other pieces of jewelry you wore.

The library was your escape within the confines of captivity, a place where you could lose yourself in stories far removed from your own reality.

Mikey had allowed you this small freedom, perhaps as a means to keep you placated, or perhaps to create an illusion of normalcy.

Either way, it was a respite you were grateful for, a sliver of light in the otherwise stifling darkness of your life with him.

The books became your companions, their characters and narratives a reminder that there was more to life than the walls that confined you.

Each turn of the pages a rhythmic escape into another world.
Your other hand rested gently upon your round, pregnant belly, a constant reminder of the life growing inside you.