"Darius, where are you going now?" Lisa asked as she saw him packing the bag again in the short span of about a month.
"How many times I have told you to not ask me such questions, Lisa? If I want to tell then I will tell." Darius said, slightly annoyed at her.
"That is the problem Darius. You do not feel like telling me anything. And that is why I need to ask you these questions." Lisa was equally annoyed at his silence.
"You are not my wife to tell you all the things Lisa. So stop it!"
Lisa was stunned for a moment. His wife? Why does her heart bounce inside her chest at that thought?
'No! Stop it, Lisa! You can not have a soft corner for this blood-sucking monster. His death is your life's ultimate goal. Do not forget that!'
Lisa had to chant these words every day to keep her mind sane and her heart restrained with discipline.
"I am not interested in being your wife too Darius. But I want to know about your business because Marcus-"
