David slowly opened his eyes. He was in so much pain as his painkillers wore off. 

*Slurp* *Shlup* *Shlup*

He heard slurping and sucking sounds and looked below to see a familiar head bopping up and down his lap

"Rose?" he said, as he wanted to touch her head, but found his hands were tied to the wheelchair he was seated on. 

She moved sat up and wiped her lips, her other hand still pumping his limp cock.

"Where... where are we?" he asked. They were seated outside facing a large field surrounded by forest. 

It looked like they were in a country mansion

"This is my family holiday home. I brought you here because I... I needed to sort through some things in my life. And you... you are the cause of it" she said. 

He nodded only to see her suck him again. 

"Damn it! Not only are you paralyzed from the waist down, your fucking dick doesn't work anymore!" she said

While his whole body was in pain from the operation, he tried looking at his dick, and realized something else.

"No... I can't feel my dick... I can't even feel my legs" he said in a soft voice

She tried again, sucking it as if she was trying to suck a golf ball up a hose, but there was no reaction.

She threw the limp cock towards his groin and looked disgusted

"Rose? What happened between us?" he asked

"There is nothing between us! You killed my husband" she said hatefully.

"But... but we had something beautiful, didn't we?" he asked

"That was not real! That was just a false dream. It didn't happen" she said

David looked at her in confusion. How can someone love him so much before, now look at him with such hatred?

"What changed between us? How did it become like this?" he asked

"Nothing has changed! We are like this because you killed Eugene!" she screamed , hitting him on the chest with both her fists

He screamed and coughed up blood before fainting from the pain.

"David? David!" Rose panicked, only now remembering he had a damaged heart and just had chest surgery. 

She was so enraged by him, but she didn't want him to die... or did she?

She looked at him and knew she loved him, and yet she hated him, and she didn't know which

Why did she elope with the murderer of her husband?

And after being in love with him and sleeping with him regularly, why did she turn back to hating him?

He slowly regained consciousness and woke up, seeing Rose stare at the distance over the fields in front of them. 

She hugged herself with her hands and at that instant, she looked like the loneliest person in the world.

He wanted to hug her, but he couldn't.

"You know, I get it that you wanted revenge. Both me and Eugene in our own way ruined your life. But killing Eugene, destroying my family, my life, isn't that too much?" she said

David kept silent. 

"David, I hate you so much, but then I also remember loving you too" she said

"But why? Why don't you love me anymore?" David asked

"Have you ever wondered, why would I elope with my husband's murderer? It doesn't make any sense, does it?" she asked

"No it doesn't" David admitted

"Perhaps... it was my hormones from my pregnancy, making me irrational. Why else would I love my husband's murderer?" she said

"You mean it was all hormones? None of your feelings for me were real?" David asked

"If you think about it, it was after I lost my baby that I started to hate you. Perhaps it's my body regulating my hormones to be a regular, non-pregnant woman. When my body became normal again, I started hating you That makes so much sense" she said

"Please don't say it" David said, his eyes tearing up. He felt a tightness in his chest, unsure if its because if his feelings right now, or his actual heart aching from the operation.

"If this reason is true, it means that my hatred for you is my true feelings for you" she said calmly

What she didn't say is that the fond memories with him, the longing for sex with him. Those were real too.

David sighed

"Do you want kill me?" he asked

"Yes, I think the only way to soothe my heart is to kill you. I feel it is my duty to kill my husband's killer" she said. 

"Then will you?" he asked

"I don't know. Deep inside me, I long for your body too, but it's impossible now" she said, looking at his limp dick

David looked at his flaccid cock. It looked pathetic.

"So what will you do to me?" David asked

"Maybe I'll blow your brains out. Or maybe I'll blow my own brains out instead" she said

She looked up at the sky and saw that the dark clouds were approaching

"Come, lets go inside" she said as she wheeled him indoors. 

--

For someone who claims she hated him, Rose treated him very well. 

While she wouldn't release his bonds to the wheelchair, she dutily fed him dinner, patiently feeding him soup one spoon at a time. 

She even fed him his painkillers and his heart medicine that she stole together when she kidnapped him. 

With his hands tied, she bathed him, getting naked not to get wet, she soaped him and washed him clean. 

If he was still capable, he would have been rock hard by now. But the thing hung limply between his legs.

He was confused. She said she hated him, yet she was more loving than a caregiver spouse. 

She even carefully cleaned his waste as he could not feel anything under his waist. 

At night, she tied up his hands as she slept with him on the same bed. 

She tried again to get him hard, but to no avail. 

Crying herself to sleep, David tried to face her, but the way she tied his hands to the bed, it was impossible to turn her direction to try and comfort her. 

As he listened to her cry, he became aware that he has changed. 

No longer was he the uncaring person who killed his girlfriends just because they became hard to handle. 

Now, he felt something. Perhaps it was guilt