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The way I instantly understood what he meant…
"Why are you asking me that?" I stared at him dumbfounded.
What was the meaning of this? I was sure I had voiced out on many occasions that I despised his guts and wanted revenge and he still had the mind to ask me what I wanted?
"Don't tell me you're here to dissuade me from whatever I want to do." I glared at him. "That would be quite pitiful—"
"It is," his calm admission caught me off guard and I turned to face him, tearing my eyes from the mirror.
"You're like this for now, but there is no telling how you will behave later on," I calmly let out.
I didn't know what scared me more. I wasn't as angry with him as I thought I would be, but I wasn't going to waver and I wouldn't be swayed from my decision. I may not even have to do this out of vengeance since I was losing grip of it.
