Without turning around, I can tell who the owner of the voice is, but the fact that he spoke with such authority drew my attention to him.
Time stood still as I stared at him, and it was none other than my 'r****t,' also known as Fernando.
He had bloodshot eyes that made goosebumps crawl up my spine.
Fernando's gaze on me was intense, and just thinking about him hitting me made me shiver.
I became immobile as I waited for Fernando to approach me, and every step he took echoed in my ear.
Fernando looked down at me when he had finally closed the gap between me and the lady, he halted.
Fernando exhaled as his gaze softened, and as he raised his hands, I immediately closed my eyes in terror.
I'm afraid he'll want to hit me because he might know the young lady who had been bothering me.
