The torture I endured and how I felt my body spasming hours after I was back in my cage. Every single thought I have about her son in the darkness and loneliness. He is the only reason why I even try to stay alive, not to see him, but to know that he will survive this. That he is not responsible for my death, it was my choice to join him in Malfoy Manor because his parents would be in France. I was selfish that I wanted to go to bed together, to wake up together and make love all day long. Spend time in the library until our eyes hurt from reading and just live while nobody could catch us. It looked like the perfect little fairytale, where we could just be us for a few days before the spell was broken and reality seeped in. I just wanted a few normal days. 