I was bewildered by his confidence.

I couldn't deny that I used to really like him, but why did he think that I would always choose him?

My wrist twisted in his grip, but I couldn't break free. I finally said firmly, "I don't want to. Can you just let go of me?!"

With light from above casting a shadow over him, his eyes appeared deeper. He said with a tone that was as cold as frost, "Well, look at you, you've really grown."

Before I could react, he shoved me into the ...