Not being scared in his close proximity takes the icing on the cake, rather than feeling scared, I loved the warmth. I loved being treated in this way.
Attention seeker am I? Maybe okay. A few good days before I die.
I know that giving up on one's life might be wrong. However, I don't want to be alive as I know how torturous would it be once I return back. I made up my mind and maybe that's one of the reasons of my bravery.
"What are you thinking girl?" his whisper and my heart skipping a beat went hand-in-hand.
I had no idea how he has this much affect on me. I nodded my head casually, trying to look away from his questioning gaze which is quite intimidating.
"You look restless" he muttered.
That's true though… I am sleep deprived. I have been given high dose of medication and my eyes just refuses to stay awake.
