Giving upon her for the time being Jermaine decided to breathe some air of freshness as the dark aura around her was intolerable for him too. She wasn't the once warm girl whose melody filled the whole building with warmth. There was his war against himself to get accepted by the girl. The idea of her willingness to be his, while locking her up against her will was insane. "Take a good rest Mia." He mumbled before leaving the girl behind. While Mia's hand started bleeding...
Three days later..
In Brussels.
