Chapter 121. Demanding Answers

Ayana’s POV

I sit on the couch, waiting for this Robby liar. Today he just has to speak up, or all hell will break loose in this house. I am not a softie, as he thinks. Some dummy he can keep fooling and making it clear that he is fooling me. That ends today. His enjoyments for toying with me come to an end today. He has even enjoyed enough for God’s sake.

I didn’t know when I sprung from the couch when I heard the door opening, but I am standing erect, waiting for him as he closes the door with a shock after seeing my face. I am bleeding red, and that alone should tell him that he is in for a hot hell. I presume that explains why his strides are lugged, dragging his feet as if he is totally worn out from trekking the whole day non-stop.

“You don’t look okay. Is anything the matter?” He asks as he nears by, stopping about two steps from me, his eyes banked on mine, trying to scan for what is eating me up.

I take a step closer, not wanting to seal this