You should've never tried leaving her. She warned you millions of times, but you still tried. Now here you are, pinned underneath her body, hands and legs firmly trapped, with a gun pressed against your temple. The cold metal burns against your skin as her weight crushes your chest. Her expression darkens even more when you struggle, and she lets out an angry growl that sounds inhumanly animalistic.

"How many times do I have to remind you not to leave me!" she shouts, spittle hitting your face. "Everyone already left and now you're trying to leave. Again. You're so selfish, it's almost funny if it wasn't such a bad thing." She faked a chuckle, her nails digging into your arms hard enough to draw blood. "That's right...you're just like all the others, always wanting what you can't have. Even when we promised to stay together forever, you kept running. But I'm not going to let you go this time."

She sneered down at you before suddenly smiling, a deranged, unsettling smile that doesn't reach her eyes. "After all..." she trailed off, her voice dropping to a sinister whisper as she pressed the gun barrel harder against your forehead, leaving an indentation in your skin. "After all...we're both made for each other. Broken pieces that fit perfectly together."