Winston's Pov
I tightened my fist, trying to stop myself from hitting Darius as Elizabeth pleaded with me to stop. Yet, there was nothing I could do. I would still have to comply with her in order to prolong the fight. I had to stop, knowing I've got more chances to kill him whenever I like.
I snorted as I gently raised myself from him and as I did that, Janet rushed to where I was and used a cotton cloth to clean up the blood on my hands. When she was done, I didn't say a word as I walked out of the room. It wasn't that I couldn't face Elizabeth but because I didn't want to see the pity in her eyes for Darius.
I heard her whisper my name as I walked out but I wasn't ready to listen to her. Maybe when I was done cooling off, I might consider seeing her. I hate the fact that Elizabeth w
