Ambivalent

"You seriously think that you can run away from me?"
He sniggered darkly. His obsession, his madness over me peeped at me through his eyes.
Taking long steps, he approached me, causing me to pace backwards until I met the wall standing tall behind me. Clutching my fistful of hairs in his hand, he titled my head and sniffed my neck; walking extremely close to me.
"That too with my child? You wish so?"
"It's not your child."
Leaving the nape of my neck, he raised his head and looked straight in my eyes. His black, dark eyes, as if is possessed by some ghost, were ready to murder any living being in front of him.
"It's just mine."
He smirked, sending shiver down my spine. This is the most animalistic form I have seen of his', in these whole eleven years of span. Bending his head down, he let his warm lips to enfold mine.
"Winter sweetheart, you didn't understood my true nature even after so many years?"
I frowned, not finding his words penetrating my thick skull.
"I take what's mine. And if not peacefully, than I can also snatch it."
Except of our racing heart beats, nothing could be heard. There was absolute silence. A new fear unlocked from the depth of my heart and made it's way up to the surface.
"And as far as I know, you and the baby growing in your womb, both are mine."
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