Chloe lifts his body and stays on his knees, he grabs her tied hands and pins above her head, he lowers his body over hers, their face close to each other “Why?,” he growls, his voice loud enough to scare anyone but not her, she never flinches nor blinks, her eyes looks into his “What’s so good about Riley?,” he grunts “Why are you choosing him over me?,” he asks, his tone stern.

“You cannot be compared to him,” she spits, “You killed everyone for your own selfishness “ she controls her breath.

“Because they took away what’s mime,” his grip on her loosens “The boy I pushed down from...