Ivory
Seeing the Gamma, I wiped away my tears and got up.
"Whose stray did you pick up on your way here?" he asked me, and I didn't bother to answer him.
"I am asking you, b***h! What the f**k are you still doing in this city?" he asked and advanced towards me. I wasn't intimidated. I refused to move. I owed him no explanation. He wasn't my concern, and I didn't care about his feelings on the matter.
He reached for my throat and squeezed. I wasn't going to cry and plead, so I just relaxed. The fact that I wasn't fighting him made him feel stupid, and he pulled his hand away.
"Of course, you would want to die now that you have seen your lover's grave. Cole is a fool for letting you live and then pardoning you," he said, and I didn't say anything to him.
"I swear, if you have anything
