Who are you?"
It was still and dark,dark enough that I realized , I couldn't possibly see his face. But I still had enough conscience to realize that the voice was cold and indifferent towards me.
"What might be a little prey doing inside this forbidden garden? Waiting for its death I suppose ."
(How do you wish me to answer this question đđ€ )
I could sense his heavy footsteps as he walk towards me and his appearance appeared clearer as he walked.
"Well ,you see I seemed to have lost my way and I...uh?!"
I lifted my small head to come face-to-face with this man....Holyc**!
I recognize these blue-sharp eyes, blond straight hair that covered his forehead and that cold stern look in his handsome (cough) face.
This person undoubtedly is ....MY FATHER , who killed me!đ«