Who are you?

The coldness in his voice was not foreign to her. He used to talk like this before. At that time however, she did not give a damn about it but right now…it felt terrible. 

A wry smile made its way on her face as she lowered her head, ''Looks like I've already frustrated you. I…won't bother you more then," She nodded, her eyes teared up. These fucking tears. Why do they come uninvited and make her appear like a miserable person that she is not? She sniffed, "I will leave….if that is what you want.''

"No explanations anymore?" His tone was still as cold as his rough fingers grazed past her tears that rolled down her cheeks.

"You don't want them…'' She sobbed, grabbing the collar of his shirt with one of her hands. 

''I am afraid it will be another lie on your part," His tone softened when she looked at him with those teary eyes. 

"I-I won't-''