Truth

"You are mine.”

For a moment everything else didn't matter and it was only the both of us standing here.

He just said I was his.

Saint took my side in front of all these people and called me his.

The happiness I felt in me threatened to burst out as a smile spread from one cheek to another.

“What are you smiling for? Silly girl.” Saint chuckles as he asks me, pulling my cheek with his fingers.

"Stop. Stop.You'd get his blood on me." I exclaimed slapping his hands away from my face.

I touch my face and truly I had Maxwell’s blood on my face.

“Let this be a warning to you all." Saint's voice booms out, getting the attention of everyone which was followed with murmurs.

“She belongs to me and anyone who touches her next time would be losing more than his hands.” He threatens and I see them all shudder in fear, their eyes on me.

Something moves in my peripheral vision and I turn my attention to it.

Slowly I lose the smile on my face, the happiness being replaced with terror, and I desper