“Or… how about we tell Polly, what is going on?” Adrian c****d, as he stepped ahead to reach for Polly but Diana immediately held his arm and shook her head rigorously.
“No… please no….” she pleaded him lowly, wanting Polly to remain oblivious of what was happening around her.
Diana held on to the collars of Adrian’s shirt and clung on to him, like a desperate drowning sailor clings on to the last peace of a straw, hoping that it would save him and Diana also hoped that Adrian would show some mercy and spare her family and friends.
Adrian lifted one of his eyebrows higher than the other, as he assessed Diana’s look and he could clearly see the look of despair appearing on her face.
She was someone pleading for mercy, someone on the verge of being completely blown off on the inside like
