If there is a stare called death, I think I can call it, me. I was gripping my weapon so hard while my dangerous stare was focusing on this blonde guy standing meters away from me with his blue sapphire eyes. I can hardly explain what I am feeling right now bug one thing is for sure.
I know the truth and I need the other the truth or else it will be snowing blood this Christmas instead of white Cold flakes.
"Answer me!" I growled.
He wasn't talking or saying anything yet until he took steps closer and I saw how my heart cried in pain after remembering the life I had three years ago. He looked just like him.
And f**k! I want to cry in my room right now. I want to punch someone's face in this instant and scream my life to death. But whatever I thought was on my mind was totally not what
