CHAPTER 28: HER PAST
When I heard the faint sound of a door opening and a door closing, I wished for the floor to eat me.
Even though I attempt to listen to every step he takes, I barely hear his footsteps when my heart is pounding loudly inside my chest. It seems the blood stops running through my veins. It left me unable to breathe normally. Am I going to faint?
I was embarrassed, agitated, and had self-pity while fighting the tears in my eyes.
Putting a blindfold on top of my eyes, my head wanted to shrink. But I have to calm down, and it is too hard to do that when my hands are quivering on top of my lap. The strength I was able to gather came from gripping the lower end of my nightie tightly. I held my breath as I could feel a huge frame standing in front of me.
I press my eyelids. Even if I desired to open my eyes, the blackness would only greet me wearing this blindfold around my head.
What game was he about to play?
