Chapter5

#Chapter5

ANALISE'S POV

I am sobbing. My eyes hurt but he doesn't care. He is enjoying my fear. I still remember the good times me and Liam spent together.

He was always the caring one. He was famous because he was rich. He helped me and my friends when we were having difficulty with studies.

Now he is dead only because of me. He was young and had a good career ahead.

'Why I asked him for help?' I regret doing such a thing. If I had not asked him for help, he would have been alive.

The car stops in front of the mansion. He gets out and forcefully drags me with him inside the mansion.

/"P-Please, I am sorry. Y-You are hurting me. Leave me./" I hit his arm continuously but to no effect.

We enter his room and he throw me on the bed. I fall on my back. I try to get up but he jumps on me and slaps me. The sound resonated.