"Because it's my decision to make....."
Marco didn't knew what to say so he said what first came into his mind.
"Because it's me who will decide if you live or die, If you breathe the forth coming years or Or lie in the grave at this very moment. It does not matter what you think or what you want because it is me who will decide so if I want you to be alive it means that you will be alive irrespective of how much you want to die.
You are my little toy and I will decide to scrap you in the bin or take you to bed with me" Marco concluded.
His words were still ringing inside her ears even after two hours of that incident. Sleep was far away from her and and there was something very different about how he got mad when she talked about dying. Almost as if he couldn't bring himself upon to e
