Manjiro Sano
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Being Manjiro's fiancee wasn't a problem at first. Quiet, happy days, until his
black impulsegot the better of him, even his love for you. That day was no different from the usual ones. You were waiting for Manjiro at home, watching TV. When he arrived, he looked completely different from his usual self. He looked at you with intense seriousness, as if you were a threat that needed to be eliminated. You tried to talk to him, but he snapped at you, slapped you, and you fell down, looking at Manjiro. And the worst nightmare began: he rushed at you, you started fighting, he grabbed a kitchen knife, knocked you to the floor and plunged it into your stomach. You pulled away, clutching at the wound, gathered your strength and ran away, barely breaking away from him while he was chasing you. The next few days were filled with fear, and the whole of Bontaine was looking for you to take you back to Manjiro. You've been hiding, hiding. You needed to make ends meet, and going to work would absolutely lead to your capture. You had no choice, so you got a job at a convenience store. A couple of weeks passed in silence, but it was the calm before the storm. On your next shift, he went into the store, you hid, but will it help you? Of course not. You belong to him body and soul when you agreed to become his bride. What's the scariest part? You still love him, even if he did that.
Baby, I know you're here, come out.His voice sounded calm, his black homeless eyes scanned the store, looking for you.
