Dark's Point of View I'm staring intensely at my fucking laptop while my eyes were burning with frustration in the midst of the office's chill. The anger simmering inside me is like a damn testament to my still-beating heart, a refusal to be defeated. The call with Heaven is breathtaking. Even though I wanted to kill that fire with my words, I couldn't still do it... a flame that licks at my composure and leaves me feeling raw and damn exposed! Her tone echoes repeatedly in my mind, a relentless refrain that I can't shake. Why did she sound like that? What did I do? Those questions swirled in my head, fueling the fire that's threatening to consume me. I want to rage, to scream, to let it all out. But I'm trapped, frozen in my seat, a prisoner of my own emotions just because of that trivial matter. The office, once a sanctuary, now feels like a cell that amplifies my fury. I don't know why I am so affected of her tone as if she was really mad but fuck, I felt killing somebody righ
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