#Chapter29
MYSTERIOUS SENDER
Leandro’s P.O.V.
God! Does Diane really feel that I was choking her? Does she really feel that I was too obsessed with controlling her? Am I really suffocating her?
Why? Was it a bad thing that I just loved her? That I couldn’t stop showing my real feelings for her? Was it awful that I wanted to protect her?
Was it wrong to demand that I must be the only one to stay by her side, and no one else should matter to her? Nothing was wrong with how I used to express my love for her because it was only me who had the right to own her!
Impatiently massaging my left temple while drinking my limited edition of French champagne, I was walking back and forth here in the living room of our mansion as my mood swelled with anger. Suddenly, something was knotting inside my chest that made me hard to breathe. I never relied on my instinct, but it was as if telling me to get ready because something was about to happen.
