He told me that he never once used it on me.

"I chose you," he said, caressing my face with his thumb. "I want nothing more than for you to do the same with me."

He kissed me after that and I felt at ease for a moment, but I always wondered. He could have easily controlled my mind, like he did with everyone else. But he promised me, looking me in the eyes firmly and genuinely, that he only did what I willingly let him.

I thought that it was sweet.