It was heart wrenching for him, he didn't know where he had the guts to do it, did he really let her go, causing her bruises on her arms and legs? Jason regretted doing it. As much as he tried to give himself reasons for his behavior he knew they weren't justified.
And if he could feel so much pain in his heart that he was feeling now, it only meant that she had made it to his heart.
"Still, not acceptable" He mumbled to himself. He can't fall in love, he shouldn't fall in love, so instead of helping her up, he decided to play the cold hearted man who cared less about anything or anyone.
His eyes were fixed at her, as she moaned in pains, looking at her arms and knees which had turned red. When he saw blood forcing it's way from the cut on her knees, Jason bit his lower lips,
'I caused that.' He took few steps closer and stretched his hand towards her but he was left startled when she screamed at him
