"Are you out of your freaking mind? What the hell are you doing?", said Raymond and tried to pull her hand to make her get inside the car.
But she struggled to fight his force back and said,
"Please, Raymond let go of me".
Her eyes were pleading for mercy.
He released the grip that he had on her hand immediately. She was crying incessantly, her tears mixed with the drops of water and flowed down her cheeks like a flowing river, all perennial.
She was wet top to bottom. Her clothes clung to her curves and all the opaqueness that it had, reduced to translucency. He could see her tender pale skin, her shivering silhouette and her fast beating heart which caused her to heave. He couldn't stop himself seeing her in this condition.
"Can you just get inside?", Raymond asked gritting his teeth.
"No I don't want to", Akira said.
