~Oreva~
When he said he wanted to give me a choice, I was quite hopeful but trusting this man? How ridiculous of me.
How I've been able to survive in the presence of this man whom I thought I'd disappear in his sight still remains a mystery to me but at this point, I just want to get this over with.
His gaze is so intense that my legs feel like jelly. He wants me to run? Run back to Mr Lance and tell him what exactly? Run back to watch my sick mother die helplessly? That's freedom at a very deadly cost.
But does it make staying better? Being stuck with this man whose countenance oozes nothing but danger, raw and looming. The way he sizes me up like a predator who can't wait to consume its prey makes my heart thump really fast.
"The ball is in your court, Oreva.... But I'll give yo
