Breelia's POV...
"G-grey," I struggled to say his hands were blocking my windpipe, making my eyes open as wide as saucers.
"G-grey what are you doing," I could see a million stars dancing in front of my eyes as darkness threatened to overtake my whole senses.
I tried to pry his hands away from my neck, but his hands only wrapped itself tighter around my neck making me regret my decision.
My eyes were closed, I couldn't open them as I was scared hot angry tears was going to spill out of them and make me appear weak, something I was definitely not.
"I'm. Not. Grey," he said the words one after the other, his voice sounding as if it was interwoven into another person's own.
That made my eyes fly open instantly and that's when I saw the colour of his eyes.
