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Chapter 36 How I Feel Doesn't Matter.

"Vida?!" He calls out to me, still awaiting my response as I stare with a puzzled mind.

"Hmm?"

"I asked, would you hate me to the point of wishing me dead, or destroyed?"

Dexter's holding on tightly to my right hand upon his shoulder, his head slightly tilted to rest upon my hand.

I can feel his soft hair gently tickle my skin to the point where I'm tempted to touch it.

Never did it cross my mind that such a day would come when I would need to think about this, and I never thought he was someone capable of asking such a question as well.

I'm unsure how to respond to his question as it has never crossed my mind before.

I find myself asking repeatedly if I would do the same thing Hannah did and I'm conflicted with different thoughts and worries.

Perhaps I would, perhaps I wouldn't.

I've never been so conflicted about something like this before and yet here I am struggling to understand what I want if I need to give him a proper answer.

If it were to be about two months ago, my answer wo
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