"Go upstairs and lock your room," the man ordered while I was just standing near him.

"Why?" And I even managed to ask a question even though I was a bit embarrassed by his mood. There was something different and when he looked up at me, I didn't expect the variety of emotions in his eyes.

"Maybe because I won't be able to control myself and something will happen again. Please, leave my presence before I offend you again," the man begged.

"Can't we talk about that? No matter what you've been through now, you can do it. You're strong, aren't you," I jokingly told him because somehow I wanted...