NOT A BAD LIAR

His eyes gave me the glimmer of light he used to give. However, his gaze began to dim. He endured the pain of his badly injured stomach.

My eyes were watering withstand the pain that shook my body to the spine.

Two men were holding blows that were already covered in blood. I believed they were the ones who tormented Barra.

"No, please no!" My screams sounded so raw as the two men swung their punches again, making Barra vomited blood.

Jake and Ronald endured their tantrums, trying to untie the binding ropes, sadly no one was able to. The ropes was so strong.

Haytham walked closer to me then lifted my chin up, "Take a look." He smiled, "How do you feel when you see someone you love getting hurt?"

I really didn't know what that means. His eyes reddened, he raised my face so I could stare into his sharp eyes.

I tried to read his expression. He got hurt. It was clear that something had hurt him and it really stabbed me knowing that all this time he had a hidden wound.