Athena
"You are marking her...." It was not a question, but as I let the statement out I couldn't help my agony that became visible on its own, defeating all my restraints.
"Yes, I guess that's not news anymore, is it?" He c****d an eyebrow.
It astonished me how much cold this man could act towards me, what amount of pain he has left to inflict and how much he wished to ruin me after everything that he had done; Ironically he still got the desire to hurt me more, break me and destroy even the last few pieces I have somehow put together.
How had a man so cruel and ruthless as he managed to corrupt the place in my heart? Perhaps, someone said the truth— It's the decisions of the heart that write the tale of our demolition. My heart let him in, and now, he has completely ruined
