Chapter 2

"What did Nora do today?"

Did Declan find out something?

"I slept, watched TV, and—thought about you."

During these days of confinement, I learned to please him, or so I thought.

He didn't press me further, which was a relief.

"Some friends want to visit. Do you want to see them, Nora?"

I didn't want to, but Declan mentioned my friends.

How could someone who illegally imprisoned me dare to invite my friends over?

Doesn't he fear my retaliation?

Then again, what can a "mental patient" like me do to him?

It was quite lively today.

"Nora, is Declan good to you?"

"I heard he had a 'The One That Got Away' in college; have you ever met her?"

In college?

I attended the same college as Declan; he was three years ahead of me.

Some girls liked him during his sophomore year, but he turned them down.

He said he already liked someone.

The only interaction I had with him was when he helped me move some things during a sports event, and I sprained my ankle.

Yes, I might be the only girl who had close contact with him; his back was broad as he carried little me.

My thoughts were interrupted by Declan's gentle gaze.

"Declan is good to me. As for 'The One That Got Away,' I've never met her."

Sometimes I narcissistically wonder if I'm his 'The One That Got Away.'

After seeing him kill, I doubt his kindness stems from love. That would be too absurd.

"Declan, your wife really defends you in front of others."

The speaker looked familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.

Ever since Declan confined me at home, my memory has become increasingly jumbled.

"This is Ethan Carter; he used to pursue you."

Really?

He's quite handsome and sunny, but he doesn't seem like someone who would get along with Declan.

"Has Phoebe really forgotten about me?"

I didn't know how to respond.

"It's been a while since you've seen each other, so it's normal for Nora not to remember you."

Declan helped me out, but I wasn't happy at all.

If only Ethan could help me escape.

Declan is a great cook. When I have no appetite, he always learns new recipes.

"Nora, I didn't expect you to have the best food among us sisters."

"Yeah, our senior is tall, handsome, a big boss, and a great cook. Let us enjoy this for a few days, good sister."

I wish, but I can't even make it out the door before Declan catches me.

Sometimes I feel ungrateful. Why am I not satisfied with such a great man?

But he's a murderer!

I need to be alive to enjoy it, and I'm not that lucky.