He is not a good man.
He feared that his own obsession and darkness would hurt his darling, even more so he feared seeing fear of him in her beautiful eyes.
If she was scared of him, he admitted to himself that he would truly go insane.
The man tightened his grip, holding her closely as if he wanted to melt her into his bones and blood, before finally letting go.
As soon as his arms were empty, his heart filled with melancholy.
In the evening, Arnold Simmons personally delivered her to the exterior of the filming building.
The paparazzi who had initially staked out nearby were sent away early by people Arnold Simmons had dispatched, leaving the surroundings eerily quiet.
Hannah picked up her backpack that she had put to the side, before turning her head to look at the man next to her. She blinked and opened her arms, "Mr. Simmons, want a hug?"
Like a child.
Arnold Simmons dropped the file in his hand, his act of indifference completely collapsed along the way.
