Gwen’s P.O.V.
Our faces were so close to each other that one single move and our faces would touch each other. I could feel the warmth of his breath.
“I don’t know anything… explain me”, he was so stubborn to accept what I was trying to say to him. His words infuriated me. I instantly pulled his hands and raised them towards him.
“This happens whenever we meet”, I yelled at him while showing him his bruised knuckles. He looked at me in shock. Then I touched every bruise on his face, neck and arms and whatever the places, they were visible. “This… this… this… and this happens… whenever we meet… do you take me as a fool who would buy your story of falling down on the stairs?” I looked at him accusingly and he gulped hard.
“Anyone who knows about underground fighting knows abo
