His Doom

She was tempted to speak, to spill out the truth that was weighing heavily on her shoulders. But she was also aware of the consequences that could come from speaking the truth. So she stayed silent, her eyes locked on his, her mouth tight shut. She knew that if she told him the truth, there would be no going back. She had to keep her secrets safe, even if it meant lying to him.

Her voice was shaky and weak now, fear and doubt evident in her tone. "Why... why are you doing this?" she asked, her words coming out in a stammer. 

She was scared of him now, intimidated by his intense gaze and the way he loomed over her. She felt trapped and powerless, unable to escape his questioning.

His grip on her chin tightened, his fingers digging into her skin. His voice was cold and firm, leaving no place for doubt.

 "Lying to me will only lead you to suffer if I found out you were lying." he said, his eyes boring into hers.