Ella
I step back adding some distance between us. He closes that distance and this time I can't hide my shiver.
“ Wh..wh..what are you saying?” I stammer while asking.
“ I am saying that you choose between being mine and being dead.” His voice is stern and somewhat harsh.
This isn't the Malik I am used to.
“ What if I choose neither?”
He chuckles lightly before his face grows cold once more.
“ So you don't want to be mine?” He asks.
I step back once more and he takes a step forward. The distance I created between us is closed once more. Being too near to him clouds up my mind to the point where I can't even think straight. He consumes my every thought, awake and asleep. Is that even normal?
“ Why would you even make me yours?” I ask him instead, avoiding his question.
His
