Azlynn’s P.O.V.
Covering his ears in a split second, Demrid moved away. He muttered under his breath.
“No, it can’t happen so soon!
You got this Demrid!”
His handsome face took on a haunted look as if the dark clouds of horror had overshadowed his world. His voice sounded more serious than usual.
“Why are you always in a hurry, Ann?”
Breathing heavily, he started pacing back and forth. His forehead was creased with fury.
“It’s been a few days, and I barely got a chance to express my feelings. Taking you to a romantic date was never in the picture. I am trying my level best to show my heart to you. But Ann, you are adamant about crushing every hope of our future together.
Why?
Why are you doing this to me?”
His perturbed expressions shaken me to the core as he held my wrist and
