47. I'm not a cheater
Amayra "Amayra!", he exclaimed as I questioned that. "Yes, Abraham. Who are you to me? What's our relationship? In which right you're asking me to stay away from him?", I urged, looking straight into his eyes. I knew it could anger him and that was why I uttered those things. I wanted him to show his anger, do something inappropriate so that I could actually hate him. After having so many reasons, I still needed more reasons to hate him. "Amayra", he huffed, hoisting his hand to touch my cheek. I looked away, moving my face. "I care for you", his voice seemed helpless, broken and tired. I glanced at him, peering into his helpless eyes. "Let me go", I attempted to free myself from his arms but he had held me so passionately that I couldn't push him away. His arms were wrapped around me, nuzzling me gently. And I really wanted him to soothe me like that. "I can't. Until you hear out everything", he husked. "Daniel is a jerk. He
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