"Twisted..." Jeremy muttered and let out a snort dodging her hand and she took a couple of steps back with her face filled with fear.
Of course, she'd call his love twisted. She never tried to understand him. She came to his life like the moon fairy one day and then she returned up to the sky forgetting him. He's the one who is howling at the moon ever since. She never looked back at him.
Stalking? Kidnapping? Killing? Is that how she sees it all? All I wanted was her safety.
Is he twisted? Probably, yes. And he still didn't want to let her go. He is twisted, definitely.
"Let's go," he placed his hand at the small of her back.
She gritted her teeth without saying anything and moved away.
At that time, his phone rang. It was the ringtone for his sister and his heart skipped a beat wondering if Emma might be in trouble. This is the first time she is calling after she left for her honeymoon. She won't call him unless there is trouble.
