Miranda’s P.O.VMichael marched up to me and looked at me with so much fury that it made my stomach twist. “What the hell are you doing here? And where the hell have you been?” he fumed; his volume reduced so that only I could hear him.“I-I…y-you, the-,” stuttered pitifully, my senses seemingly having gone on vacation. No words could describe how petrified I was right now because I wasn’t mentally prepared to face him right now. His eyes darkened ominously, and he grasped my arm so hard, that I could feel my blood vessels constrict. “Never mind that, now that I’ve found you, you and I are going to have a nice long chat…alone,” he grumbled unequivocally and started to drag me away. “Where do you think you’re going, Kidman?” boomed another voice from further down the hall, but I really didn’t need to strain my brain to know who it belonged to it. The question is, what the heck was he doing here, right now, in this building? Wait, could he be…?Michael’s face flashed with irritation,
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