The two old souls, still in the same position as before, the only different thing, is their feelings. The other feels familiarity, as for the other one, resentment wins the heart.
How will their destined love unfold…?
GRACE'S POV
I don't know how many seconds have passed. All I know is that this man in front of me looks like he won't release me anytime soon.
I don't know what's gotten into him but all I know is that I don't want his hands on me. I tried prying his hands off, but unfortunately, it didn't work.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!", I screamed at him while I tried removing his hands again while exerting a lot more force in it and finally!
I was released and he looks like he was back to his normal self now. He looks like he's having a battle with himself and I decided not to pry anymore. Who knows what he will do next? Just thinking about it already gives me chills.
