Questioning Her Soul

"Why did you go there?"

She felt like her heart completely stopped beating as soon as that voice penetrated her ears. She tore her gaze away from that broken trophy and twirled around.

Those inky eyes of his came in contact with her. Her inner self shuddered in terror by finding that empty darkness emerging in his entire demeanour. He was looking dangerously calm, like the calmness before a voracious storm.

Her throat dried up. She downcast her eyes and kept quiet because she knew there was no point in lying. He could catch her lie in an instant that could make things more worse and she didn't even want to lie about it to him anymore.

"Why did you go in there, Cia?" His serenely low voice again echoed in the ear that made her gulped. She clutched her shorts and didn't part her lips to answer him until she heard his heavy footsteps getting closer to her direction.

She was terrified. Terrified to face his anger after what she had done by entering into that room and unintentionally bre