CULTURE
Daniel’s face started changing. It changed vividly from a loving person to a stubborn and ill-mannered jerk. He accused me of secretly loving my brother. Unfortunately, he was true. But I was denying everything he was blaming me for.
I was held captive in his hands. His hold on my neck gradually started tightening when he approached me for a kiss. We had been in a relationship for several weeks but the kiss never happened between us. If he would kiss me today, although forcibly, then that would be our first. I never had the urge to kiss or be kissed by him. It was definitely strange. And, well, that called for his attention. There should at least be something happening between the two people who claim to be in love. But to his dismay, our relationship never took a step further.
