I stood still in shock, watching the gun displayed over my husband's head. There was no way in the world that Samuel would actually pull the trigger, I wondered.
"You dare not." I warned.
"Follow me." He held my wrist and tried to pull me towards his car.
"Are you nuts, are you really asking me to leave him here in this state? What kind of human would I be?" I frowned, trying to get him to let go off me but he refused.
"Indan, I'm holding a f*****g gun and you still dare to argue with me." He looked surprised. I had no respect or fear for the gun in his hand because I was super confident that he wouldn't dare to shoot me with his gun.
"Let me go Samuel, let me go!" I argued, tears flowing down my cheeks as I thought of Kent, why was he bleeding? Why was he unconscious? So many things
