VIOLETA
He holds my hand as we walk – he is actually dragging me down the corridor. I did not expect our relationship to turn out like this so soon, but here we are today.
“Pablo, wait… I cannot keep up with you when you walk so fast, I am tired already,”
“You are walking slow and wasting my time, Violeta,” He snarls as he turns and carries me on his shoulder. I whimper and hold on to him.
“Pablo put me down, people are watching,”
“So, does it bother you? Let them watch, I do not give a damn about them and the only person you should be worried about is me,” He growls aggressively.
“Pablo, please put me down,” I start crying, feeling scared. Memories of Carlos start to flash in my mind.
Carlos would never let me explain or try to understand me. He would use violence and make me c
