Chapter 123: POV

                               Ingrid's Point of View

As far as I want to conceal the pain, I could do nothing, but to cry over and over. I can't quite imagine, how I endured his paralyzed stare, as he watched me. It seems that all the barrier I am putting to me, won't even pass by his alluring stare.

"Is it Sunday too, Ingrid? Do you have anything new ?!"

My knees softened in his cold tone. I tried to compose myself, to look back with my blank expression, but I couldn't. It was as if he was manipulating me every time I tried to stare at him. It’s scorching, and I don’t want to think I’ll give up just in case.

I put aside my thoughts and stared at his defiant gaze. It resembles those very intimidate eyes, that I once can't met before. It used to be, but as I try myself to remember how far he is to reach, I get depressed. Not because I like hi