"Then what difference would there be? In them and in me?" her voice was choked! She had asked this question so many times. But she had always been afraid of the answer.
"Would you kill someone? Would you beat someone just for your ego? Would you malign someone or would you hurt someone? If the answer is no, then there is a vast difference. And if your friends did not mind being used, why do you care so much about using them?" He pulled her on his lap and hugged her tightly. Her head was on his chest while he rubbed her head.
"You think too much. No one is a saint in this world. Why do you want to be one? As long as you do not have bad intentions and you do not harm anyone, it does not matter." he repeated soothingly. The air in the car shifted when she hugged him back.
When she raised her head again. His eyes were filled with desire.
"Nora, i.."
