Arsan’s hands trembled as he held me
close. His finger wiped away the tears that flowed down my red hot cheeks.
“Please, don’t listen to him.”
His words were only a whisper but
they felt like a shout inside my numb head. Everything that I was able to hold
onto this long was vanishing in a confusing mess of stories and lies. I didn't
know who to believe. I didn't know who to trust. There was only one question
that needed to be answered, “Is it true? Did he send you to kidnap me?”
I could tell that he didn't want to
answer me. His face contorted in pain, physical and mental. All I needed was
that one word, yes or no, and I would be satisfied. When his gaze dropped and
his hands fell from my face I knew my answer.
“Yes,” he whispered in my ear.
My heart broke.
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