I paced around the living room, my eyes darting at the door every few seconds. Michael would soon be back, and we were going to talk about a very pressing issue.It had been three weeks since I woke up from my coma, and I hadn't gone out of the house. I had never walked out the front door. F*cking never. Like, what the hell?Even when he went out for supplies or whatever, I couldn't even walk him to the car. He locked the door behind him once he stepped out, leaving me trapped like a f*ck puppy.At first, it was sweet how worried he was about me, but I couldn't take it any more, and it didn't help that he had been brushing me off anytime I brought up the topic to discuss. His concern was thoughtful, but this had gone way too far.I was trapped in here with no phone, no TV, only some sappy romance novels and, worse, no other human interaction.I had f*cking had enough.The door's knob shook, and the door swung open."Hi, princess, missed me?" Michael asked as he strolled in with two gro
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