"PLEASE... let me go" I cried out loudly with my hands firmly cuffed to the bed. "Angel.. you know I can't do that" he whispered while tracing little circles on my arm. If this action was an attempt to calm me down it was not working. "who are..y-you" I managed to spit out with my voice laced with fear. He grinned slightly but not with anger or harm, something deeper, more intense. I just couldn't wrap my head around it, not yet. He leaned in closely, sending shivers down my spine by his sudden movement. He slowly whispered "The love of your life".