The belt dropped to the floor and he went for the knife, still holding me with his other hand.
"Don't you love me anymore?" He questioned.
I kept silent.
"You know you love me." He snarled.
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The belt dropped to the floor and he went for the knife, still holding me with his other hand.
"Don't you love me anymore?" He questioned.
I kept silent.
"You know you love me." He snarled.