In a hotel room.
" Do you think he took the bite?" Jane asked while swinging her glass slowly and take a taste of her drink.
But the man before her didn't seem to care or listen to her, he was busy looking out as if thinking about something.
" But why do you hate that boy very much....he is just a kid, don't be heartless" Jane said slowly drinking something red on her glass.
Suddenly she was held in cold glare by the man not knowing what she did to deserve that, he was dangerous that she knew but she wasn't one bit intimidated by him.
He was just one old man living with regrets and blinded by hate.
" Heartless!... who do you think you are calling heartless?... if I'm heartless then you are bloodless and soulless woman"
hearing his remark Jane laughed out loud not caring about her image as his words seem right to describe her current situation.
bloodless?, soulless? huh! was she?. maybe she was and can't help it especially when it comes to what she wants the most.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!