Centuries.

The wall broke so hard and likewise my back.

I wince in extreme pain as I place my hand on my back.

Pain is something that I just won't wish anyone to experience.

Just as if his brain suddenly returned to him, Orlan rushed toward me and squatted on the floor. "I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" He asked while trying to assist me in getting up from the floor.

"Don't touch me." I pushed him away, which made him feel his heart crumbling into tiny little pieces.

"I didn't mean to do...."

"Get lost beast. You are fucking good at apologizing whereas you ain't drunk when you were hurting me." I barked while pushing him away from my side, as I helped myself to get up.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled while sounding apologetic.

"Eat your sorry." I barked, before supporting myself towards the bed.

"I'm trying to behave like a gentleman here , okay, and the least you should do is try to behave reasonably." He barked at me.

He pushed me to the wall on purpose and now he's proudly apologizing.

Is he expecting me