(Arata)
Hurt crawled into my heart at his tone and clutched it so tightly that I could feel it would burst.
"Watch your tone, I am not one of your side-pieces whom you can thrash." I glared at him. Anger and disappointment boiled into my chest and never before felt agony crawled into my soul.
Karsten leaned against the table with his long legs crossed at the ankles, his hands holding the edges so tightly that his knuckles had fully bleached.
One would think he would show restraint, but it seemed like he was here to totally shatter me.
"I didn't know you could be so dumb as to believe the words of someone else." My eyes widened at the accusation while he simply said.
"Yes, I know someone spoke to you at the event. I don't know who but I will soon find out." His voice was flat, devoid of any emotions he had begun to carry in the last three months.
