Prologue

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Who's that shadow holding me hostage I've been here for days

Who's this whisper telling me that I'm never gonna get away

I know they'll be coming to find me soon

But I fear I'm getting used to being held by you

Look what you've done to me

Look what you've done now

I'll never leave you if you keep holding me this way

Look what you've done to me

You got me tied down

I'll never leave if you keep holding me this way

"I don't want to go." he said pleading, "I want you to go." she said back, "I can explain to the police that it isn't your fault, just please, I want to stay with you." he explained further, "Just please listen to me! I never loved you, this was all a part of a plan, I need money, all I want from you is money." she spatted at him, he was left speechless, he finally spoke, "Glad to know that this is all a joke". He walked away from her, letting his guard down. He can't help but go weak and fell down, tears of sadness, anger took over him. He curled his hands into a fist, he breathes heavily. He knows the others will come and find him soon, but his Stockholm Syndrome won't go away. It just can't go away. He fell for a culprit. He fell for her.

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