I take a deep breath and try to ignore that look that traps me as if I'm just a poor scared little rabbit stuck in the headlights of a car.
“It's too late Attila…” I whisper.
I ran away from Jack because I fell in love with him. But Attila is much more than that. He’s danger in its purest form. I absolutely must kill all hope in the bud immediately.
“It's never too late, Lena. Not when my feelings are so deep. I’ll never give up.”
I bite my lip.
“Yes, it is. If what you tell me is true and I believe you. I didn’t try to run. You knew perfectly well where I lived all these years.”
“Several times I passed by your house… I saw you. You were so beautiful. I watched you from afar.”
“If you would have come... maybe...”
And I mean it.
“But I met Jack and believe me, I love him. I’ll give
