Meera~

Judgement.

That is something I always feared, always felt defenseless against judgement.

And right now I could feel him judging me, the way his eyes are drilling holes in the back of my head.

But he has no right to judge me, when he himself does bad things. I still remember how he beat up Ian that day.

Last night, he held me in his arms and I spent the whole night sleeping on his lap.

My cheeks heated up, at the memory of the morning when I found myself on his lap and he was already staring at me.

He didn't sleep.

I don't know where he got...