The sky was pitch black, and with the winter getting colder, Elise could feel chill running down her spine. But the chill didn't come from the windy sky as the fireplace were lit to warm the room. It was the words Ian said casually that sounded like a joke, but was the complete truth.
As if time stopped, Elise stared at Ian's eyes that were gazing back at her. It was clear and bright red like blood, the same color of her hair. What did Ian said?
"Kill you?" was the only words Elise managed to squeeze from the state of stunned.
Never in Elise life could she ever imagine herself hating Ian. Much less to kill him, the person she love.
