He snatched the paper back, gripping my wrist with his other hand, his voice low and grave as he warned, "Margie, once you step into this muddy water, there will be no peace for you!"
When has my life ever been peaceful?
Rather than being entangled with him in a half-hearted manner, it's better to dive in. Even if there's harm, at least I'll live with clarity!
"Lionel, if you consider me your girlfriend, you should at least let me see this." Such a request isn't excessive, nor is it presumptuous.
Yet he turned his back on me decisively, his cold spine facing me. "No! This matter has nothing to do with you. Stay out of it."
"The ring is on my finger. How can you say it has nothing to do with me?" He never truly cared about me, never wanted to share anything with me!
"Margie, you're not of the blood clan. You can't understand how bloody this is."
"Since you know I killed Benson, you should know I'm someone who can face bloodshed!"
