“Don’t be dramatic baby. Please,” dramatic? Is that what he thinks I am doing right now? Fine, if that’s the case, I will show him what dramatic means! Scoffing, I glared at him. I could care less if I was crying my eyes out right now. I am worried about the secrets he kept from me, who was he? Doesn't he trust me?
“Dramatic? Please, I teach the art of drama. You want to see what dramatic is?” he sighed and ran his hands through his hair in distress. Why was he so bothered?
“You tell me what I want to know, right now! Or I will leave!” I pointed to the door and he flinched. “Baby… please!” he was almost on his knees and that was the last thing I want. I only wanted the truth from him.
Sobbing, I clenched the side of my dress in hurt. Why won’t he tell me? “Tell me please,” I sat down o
