“I hate you so much!” Samat said, her face and voice filled with so much bitterness and pain.

“Say it again!” Her fiancée, or should we call him, her capture Noal, said with so much chilliness.

His voice has the power to make a grown-up kneel in defeat and Samat has always been one of those grown-ups, but she was so determined today.

She would stand her ground, she had had enough of the tortures and she wouldn’t take any of his rude actions anymore.

She looked him dead ...