The creepy, possessive man who held me captive lost his memory.
Staring at the secret photos and chat logs, he fell into a deep contemplation.
“While I admit you are cute, and quite captivating, I don’t believe it would be enough to make me fall into such depravity.”
“Say something! You must have forced me to do this!”
“I’m not that kind of man.”
“My chastity is my finest dowry. I hope you have the decency to recognize that.”
“What’s the difference between this behavior and harassing a wild duck on the street?”
“Waaah, I’m not some wild duck!”
I couldn’t take it anymore. I slapped him across the face.
“I’m hungry. Go make me dinner!”
…
“Oh.”
