Elisa
I started to shake uncontrollably. Gerald knew Ansel, which meant he knew where I worked. He wouldn't leave me alone, no matter what.
I looked at Ansel, who said something to me, but I couldn't understand him as I saw red.
"Elisa!" Ansel grabbed my shoulders and shook me until I came to my senses. "What's wrong with you? Talk to me!"
I finally snapped out of it. I looked at his face, but he didn't look angry anymore. He was concerned. "You should leave," I said timidly.
Ansel held my hands and stared at me intently. "Leave? I am not going anywhere until I hear some explanation. Why are you so scared? Who is that man?"
I yanked my hand free. Why was he acting like we were friends? Ansel wasn't a psychopath like Gerald, but he was no saint. He used me and tried to throw me away t
