“Wh..who are you?” I asked. I didn’t want to think. No.. it can’t be.. How could it even be possible? Maybe this man is a friend of the man from three years ago. I forced myself to think like that because I was scared…
“What do you think? Hmm?” He was still smirking at me. I don’t understand..
“Let me go” I spoke while trying to push him away but I couldn’t even move him. Is he a statue or something?
“Let you go? Why? Is it that hard to accept the truth from three years ago?” Why? Why does he keep reminding me of this?
“What does it have to do with you?” I asked him because I was angry.
“Of course I have to do something with it” He is dangerous. Of course he should be dangerous because he’s Ryan Winston.. I turned my face away from him but he again forced me to look at him
