Lost
"I will kill you," I stated, my voice devoid of warmth, and a menacing aura surrounded me.
Eman and Darjan, seated in the front, felt their throats tighten as fear gripped them, rendering them hesitant to even steal a glance behind. Pia's wide eyes were brimming with sheer terror as she frantically pushed herself from me, recoiling and pressing her back against the car door.
A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I turned my gaze toward the window, my anger still simmering but now veiled beneath a thin coat of control. "But not right now," I continued, my words laden with a palpable menace. "Count your days, Pia," I warned, my voice lowering in tone as I struggled to rein in my intense emotions, striving for a semblance of rationality.