Bethilda
The day I saw Demetri for the first time, I could hardly remember the scenery that surrounded the both of us. The only thing that I remembered that day was his strong features, his confusion, and his longingness. He must be lonely all throughout his life. And from that moment on, I was always curious. I wanted to know more about him even though he has hurt me several times.
I always wanted to comfort him; his inner demons that only recall his anger towards his sister. I wanted to tame him. And from that moment on, I promised myself not to complain about being hurt. I promised to look after him and seek his happiness.
And right up to this moment, I still wanted to see it. It was when I'm at my weakest...
I looked at my hands, shaking. I sobbed terribly that my shoulders shivere
