Alice’s P.O.V.

I wake up the next morning and immediately sit up in bed, feeling surprised. The memory of him tying me up yesterday keeps replaying in my mind.

Was it just a dream? I wonder to myself.

“No, it was real.” I murmur, gently touching the faint red marks on my wrists.

When did the Monster open me?

Whatever, he is so unfair. He did wrong with me, and then punished me when I expressed my anger towards him.

However, I have to accept that I’m completely under his control, ...