Liliana's POV
As his grip on my wrist loosened I can't but ember everything that he did. How he left me alone fighting the bottle that he promised we will both win.
Francis'scis'spression changed upon hearing my words and after a while, he pulled me towards his body. I held his both shoulders for support. Our eyes met and my heart beat again, erratically.
I pushed him away and then walked away but before I could even leave his sight he followed me and grabbed my wrist.
"Do you know me Liliana?" he asked firmly. I started into eyes and and and and and and d s then shook my head.
"No," I responded and my voice is filled with anger.
"Then why did you say those words?! Why did my body respond when you called me Francis?!" he asked and he looks like he is about to go insane.
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