That night I felt floating.

I had no strength to push him. My nerves in the body are lifeless which seems to be affected by how I feel.

"I don't need your mercy."

His pierce and dark eyes filtered with something I can't figure out. His jaw tightened and he looked at me seriously. There was something strange in his eyes that seemed to want to say something.

"Let's talk." he said.

I close my eyes in annoyance. I have a lot of problems and he was already there in my problem.

"Clinton please. We're done, I accept it. I accept that you just bet me. You don't have to...