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cruel punishment

My eyes go up to his, which stare at me with all the darkness possible. His 1m83, never seemed so big and imposing as now. The coolness of the corridor, slides several shivers in my legs and my naked arms. But the slight trembling, on the tip of my lips, was not because of the temperature. If Mr. Ackermann summons me, in the middle of the night. It had to be for one reason, he discovered the deception this afternoon.

- Are you going to walk, or do I have to drag you there by force?

Mr. Ackermann asks me, crossing his arms. His cold and threatening words tear at my heart. And I reluctantly turn around and walk towards the office.

Every step is a mental pain for me. I know very well what is waiting for me in the office. Did I really deserve it? To lie, to protect a person who is dear to me.

- How?

I just ask, in a low voice. While he walked silently behind me. I hear him sigh discreetly, and a slight crack of bones resounds in the dark hallway.