Maya
His features twist and his eyes go vacant as if he's becoming someone else entirely. "I've warned you. I've been warning you since the day I took you. Do you think I've been cruel to you? You haven't seen a shred of my cruelty."
He let's go of me, but only long enough to flip me over onto my stomach. He shifts his weight off me but keeps a hand placed on the back of my neck, holding me in place. Items rustle together as he reaches for something in the nightstand, but I can't lift my head enough to look at what he's grabbing. A moment later, I feel it... the cold, unforgiving metal circling my wrist. Before I can react, it clicks into place. I pull my other wrist away, but he snatches it and slaps the handcuffs on with ease.
