"What are you doing?" Amaia asked, her voice filled with frustration as she tried to keep up with his face. She didn't understand why he was so mad at her when she didn't do anything wrong. He was acting bipolar.
"You are hurting me," Amaia whispered, not being able to hold on to the pain she was feeling because of his tight grip on her. As soon as those words left her mouth, Adriann instantly let go of her hand before stopping on his track. A sudden look of remorse crossed his eyes before it was gone.
"I told you not to cause trouble, didn't I?" He gritted out, his grey eyes darkening at her.
"What did I do?" She asked in confusion while rubbing her wrist, where he grabbed her. They were already turning red because of her pale skin. Her skin was really pale and fragile, which caused her to bruise easily. She didn't understand the reason behind his sudden anger.
