'Why do you like me? I don't even know what love is......'
He wiped the tears from my eyes with his long hands and said, 'I like you because I like you. And if you don't know what love is then that's not my problem'
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'You are coming with me.' He says again. He grabs your hand.
'NO!' You almost scream and you harshly pull your hand out his grip.
'It wasn't a question.' He says darkly.