The small hesitant piece of affection that had been trying to bloom in my heart suddenly froze over. I felt a tear slide down my cheek. Who was I kidding? He wasn’t any different. He was the same. My captor. My demon. “Can’t you see that’s the very reason I can’t?” I whispered. “You say you love me, but you can’t force me to love you back, Ramel. I’m not making you hurt me. You can choose to stop. You can let me decide for myself what I want instead of forcing your will upon me.”
