Not your enemy
"Y-you are saying that I took advantage of you?" Persephone's eyes were wide as saucers when she questioned him while pointing her finger hesitantly at herself.
To be honest, she wasn't very confident. It could be true that she had taken…
Ewww.
She hid her face in her hands. No. No. She didn't want to think about it.
"Why? Don't you remember how you…"
Santiago didn't need to complete his sentence for Persephone was taken back to the night where all this mess had started.
She could vividly see in her mind how locked him against the door when he was trying to help her to puke her guts out.
It wasn't him who was desperate to….
[Oh My God!! What have I done?!"
Seeing that she was about to cry, Santiago gripped her chin by his index finger and made her look at him. "Why are you looking as if your cat has died? Or are you regretting everything you did last night?"