บท 102: Won and lost 102

My hands hurt like a bitch with continuous effort. I wondered why he picked me to hold this lever down. I wondered if it works or simply Amir wants me to get out of his hair. But I do as I was told. I hold it hard as though my life depended on it. I hoped it stays. He looked so confident about this shit. I hope this shit holds the door. Because I know how tenacious Lucien is and nothing seems to faze him once he is set out to get something. He has won my heart and soul just because he was determined. I knew the door could last only a few minutes.