Cynthia's POV
As I anxiously paced around the room, I couldn't help but bite my nails. I knew I had to think quickly and clearly before Zander returned. The mere thought of him made my blood boil, and I was desperate to get rid of him once and for all.
I decided to search for a tool or weapon that I could use to protect myself. I opened the closet and rummaged through the drawer until my eyes caught sight of a small gun. Without wasting any time, I quickly took it and hid it in my pocket. I knew that if push came to shove, I would not hesitate to use it to defend myself.
As I left the bedroom, I made my way to the kitchen and opened the drawer. I needed something sharp and deadly, and my eyes fell on a sharp knife. I closed the drawer and clutched the knife tightly in my hand. I knew that I had to be cautious as I made my way to the door and I used the knife to unlock the door.
As I was ready to open the door, it was shoved open, and Zander entered. I stood there rigidly, my body frozen to the ground. I did not think he would arrive that quickly. He stepped closer to me, and I felt a heavy sensation sink in my gut.
"Were you planning another escape?"Zander inquired, his eyes bloodshot and his voice frigid.
I took a step back and he took a step forward, and my lips and chins quivered. My heart was beating so quickly that I briefly believed it would explode at any moment.
"You can not treat me like a prisoner, Zander."I stuttered and averted my gaze from him. Zander grasped my chin and gazed at me; I felt a stinging agony.
"You are hurting me, Zander! Let go of me. You cannot treat me like this, "I replied, tears welling up in my eyes. Zander tightened his grasp on my chin, increasing the discomfort.
"I instructed you to stay inside for the next five days, but you felt it was a good idea to go against me?"Zander inquired; the agony continued to worsen, and I could not take it anymore; I pulled a revolver from my pocket and pointed at his stomach.
"Do you have what it takes to shoot me?" Zander asked, mocking me. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I felt my veins pounding. I can not continue like this for the rest of my life, can I?
"Shoot me now if you want to, because if you don't, I will make you pay for it," Zander stated coldly. I pulled the trigger without thinking twice. My hands trembled as the rifle slid from my grip, and my eyes widened as I noticed blood trickling from Zander's stomach.
My entire body trembled as I stood there, seeing bloodstream from his stomach, while Zander stood there as if it were nothing.
"Little Foxy, you are trapped with me. You can not kill or get rid of me, no matter how much you detest me, so get accustomed to me." Zander replied and entered the bedroom, leaving a drop of blood on the floor.
I ran my hands through my hair as tears welled up in my eyes. What have I just done? I fervently hope and pray that I am not becoming like Zander. I burst into tears as I looked at the blood on the floor. I had never considered terminating anyone's life before today, but I did so because of Zander.
But I am supposed to aid him, right? I was the one who gave him suffering, therefore it was only fair that I helped him, right?
I walked to the drawer, took out the first aid kit, and raced into the room. I sat on the side of the bed, next to Zander. My stomach twisted as I saw the wound I had inflicted on him. I could not believe I had done such a thing.
He has already removed his shirt. My eyes opened when I noticed no wounds on his tummy and no blood. I just saw it now, then how did it disappear?
"What happened with your wound?"I mumbled, still in astonishment. Can a wound just disappear?
"Do you suddenly care about me after you attempted to kill me?"Zander inquired, and I swallowed hard; it was an accident, and I honestly did not intend to. I was irritated.
"I am so sorry!"I said it and I mean it. I felt terrible for inflicting such pain on him.
"Are you sad because I was harmed, or because I did not die as you had planned?"Zander inquired, his tone devoid of passion. How can I possibly live with a robot like him?
"I am sorry I wounded you, but I am not sorry I tried to murder you; if you hurt me again, I will poison your food."I started sharply...
Before Zander could respond, I noticed a quick swirling of black smoke in front of Zander and me. In an instant, a figure materialized. I gasped as I saw a woman and a small boy around 5 in front of us, the woman had a smirk on her lips.
At this point, I was certain my heart would explode out of my ribs. How can a person appear just like this?
"Papa, "The boy ran to Zander and hugged him tightly. My lips dropped wide, and a sharp chill struck my core so hard! Was he already married?
"How is my little guy doing?"Zander inquired, holding the kid on his lap and smiling.
"I am well, Daddy. I missed you, which is why I requested Mommy to bring us here!" The boy said, smiling.
" Excuse us, please?" The woman said with a mockery smile. I swallowed hard before getting out of bed and leaving the room. My lungs contracted, making it difficult to breathe.
He already has a wife and a child, so why did he marry me? What kind of twisted joke was this? Why am I so unlucky? I cannot believe I married a married man. There were no tears left for me to weep, no matter how much I wanted to.