My forearm was in his grasp and I was against a wall, his breath was fanning my hair, he was close, very very close.
"Me ? Have you ever cared about me?"
My throat, like always it was dry. Words were stuck in my throat.
I have the answer to that question but I'm afraid if I open my mouth i will say something wrong. "Y-ou have sara to take care of you." he confuses me. You don't want care from someone you hate, he hates me. I know he hates me. I ruined his life, his plans and I'm also ruining his relationship with Sara. "I'm talking about you? Have you ever cared about me?" His voice was low. A rumble. It was like he was whispering secrets so no one could know except us. "You should leave me and I you." I didn't stutter this time. I was proud. "I am not leaving you, Naveen." he whispered in my ear.