“Before you get butterflies in your tummy, I meant that I can’t leave you because if you died, how about my reward for helping you solve your problem?”
Clementine was just starting to hate Dagger less but it went straight back to square one because of the continuation of her statement. At situations like this, Clementine would have already thrown a glass of water to the person she was talking to or call the police to take them away from her sight but given the situation right now, she was unable to do any of that and that was what irritated her the most. Heaving a heavy sigh to control herself from beating Dagger with a pillow, she imagined different ways on killing Dagger violently. The first thought she had was smashing Dagger’s face on the cracked part of her coffee table multiple
