Dim candlelight pierces your blurry eyes as something is lifted off your head. You quickly become aware that your captor is standing in front of you. You don't know how long you've been tied to this chair but it feels like an eternity. As your vision clears you see an impossibly handsome face, eyes brimming with remorse. Your captor presses his lips together as they curl into a hesitant smile - a sigh blows out of his nose and he sits on the floor before you I'm sorry for this...
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