Take responsibility for me
“I don’t remember and neither do I trust you. You don’t even have a shred of evidence to prove it” she articulates, crossing her arms before her chest. So what if the memory she had a while earlier is true? She does not want to believe that.
Vincent smirks the very confident smirk that says he does have an answer to her question. He takes a step forward and reaches into his back pocket to take out something. When the thing comes into display, Athena almost gasps. With a wicked smile playing on his face, he swirls the black lace panties that Athena wore yesterday.
“I think you do believe me now,” he says. Embarrassed, Athena snatches the underwear from his hand and tosses it aside in anger. She should do something. She can’t afford to lose control, not with him.
“So what? It’s not the first time” she shrugs. Having no other choice, she is left with only pretending as if it never happened. She has to soon throw this man out of her house, out of her life.