Kylie slowly came to consciousness. Her sight was blurry, and her head was in a daze, and yet, when Stephen put his face in front of hers, she recognized him immediately. "You're awake," he said. "Are you hungry? Thirsty?"
Stephen brought a glass of water to her lips. "Drink," he said. But when he brought it to her lips, she shut her lips uptight.
Stephen looked hurt. "Why are you acting like this?" he cried. "You know how much I care about you."
Kylie sat up and looked around. The room she was in was pure pink. It was decorated with unicorns and hello kitty dolls. There were pink curtains, a pink sofa, pink chairs, a pink carpet, and even a pair of pink slippers by the edge of the bed.
Stephen smiled. "Do you like it?" His eyes were full of affection, and she could see that he genuinely wanted to make her happy. "I've been preparing this room for 10 years. I thought that you would never come, but here you are."