I flinched and quickly shrank away from him. His words were hurting me. This hurts more than what he said which made me hit him on the face.

I looked into his eyes. I regretted not avoiding his intense eye contact. His bright green eyes were burning with anger. I hated to see that kind of expression. I hated it more that I was the cause. He was irritated by my presence.

My lips trembled badly. I thought of leaving his house and going back to school. But, I was already here. I should not give up. I should take care of my mess. I needed to get my man...