"You will lose me either way. Trust me if you want me to trust you. I think I've proven myself enough. Am I that incapable and unreliable in your eyes that you think I'll just burden you?"
Heaven and Dominic stared at each other in silence. Her lips quivered until she was biting her lower lip, teary-eyed.
"So scary..." she muttered, taking a step closer to him. "Don't get angry."
Axel, who was fear-stricken, still couldn't help but react. "Is this still part of your mood swings? I doubt."
"Please." Dominic breathed out, loosening his grip on her arm. "Don't run off like that. If you'll go, then take me with you. I won't burden you. I promise."
"That's not it..." Heaven pressed her lips into a thin line. She tilted her upper body to see the direction where they came from, unfazed by the gruesome sight. Her eyes fell on the man who fell from the ceiling; the person Dominic shot to save her the trouble.
