I'm not letting you go..."
Elvina looked at him, stunned.
"...Not until I get my answers."
As she looked at his face, she could see his unwavering persistence. It was obvious that he was used to having things his way and whenever things didn't move his way, he was the kind of person who wrecked the game just to have them go his way.
But now with her...
He won't be able to force her if she wanted to leave.
If she didn't want to talk, he won't able to compel her to speak.
She should have turned around.
She should have left instead of approaching him.
Instead of nodding at him, "Let's talk if that's what you want," she whispered.
Archer let go of her hand and Elvina immediately felt the loss of warmth that had enveloped her body. A chill crept into her body.
It was scary how a creature like her who was obsessed with coldness started craving his warmth.
