"Answer me, woman. When and where did we meet before?" His hands slowly turned into fists, clutching the key inside his palms. He was angry, disappointed, and confused. Somewhat at the back of his head he was betrayed. He had one rule; once is enough. And if ever she was telling the truth that they had already met before, then he was nothing but a dumb person. He felt like being played.
"D-Damien, please, let go of my arms. It h-hurts..." Her voice whimpered, shocked, terrified and shivering. She never saw him looking at her in despair, as if she had done the worst. Though, he had been so rude and heartless to everyone. Nothing is as painful as being hurt by the person whom she thought could save her from her pain.
"Answer me! Damn it-"
"Yes! W-we met already," She looked down and let
