My baby

Trence brought me into a small Nippa hut hidden in the forest, far away from anyone who could hear my screams. The dim light inside cast eerie shadows on his face as he whispered, "You're mine now." I shuddered, realizing the danger I was in as Trence's grip tightened on my arm. '

"You change, Trence," I said, my voice trembling. "You used to be kind." Trence's grip loosened slightly, a flicker of emotion crossing his face before he hardened once more.

"You don't know the whole story," he replied cryptically, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and sadness. I felt a sense of unease settle in as I realized there was much more to Trence than I had ever imagined.

Is it his true identity? Is he the same as the person I left before?

He brought me into the room. The dimly lit room revealed a side of Trence I had never seen before—mysterious and guarded. He closed the door behind us. He threw me in the bed, which was different from the interior of the Nippa hut. The room was filled with