Irene*

"Come to me, I won't hurt you."

"Why should I believe you?"

"If I wanted to hurt you, you wouldn't stand there alive until now."

I heaved.

"I like the fact that you're smarter than I imagined,"

I rolled my eyes, only my eyes on him.

"Follow me in," He said and turned around and made for the house.

I looked back at the gate and heaved again before following behind him, regretting as I went.

I shouldn't have fallen for him. Now, I should have been sleeping peacefully on my bed and waiting ...