Megohime looked down at the bottle of pills in her hand, feeling her lip quiver. He was right, she would run out quickly, and if he wasn’t going to let her leave, what chance did she have? Her shoulders sagged, feeling trapped- even if she escaped, she would still need to find somewhere to get new pills, and then he’d catch her again. “Ok..” She relented, opening the bottle to take another dose, just wanting to feel better- just for a moment.