Chapter 21.

I walk to the entrance of my house, I am about to take the key out of my backpack when it opens, revealing a tall man of about 30 years old and for some reason he is familiar to me. That man walks past me, his shoulder hits mine.

—Sorry I didn't see you—he apologizes, with a wicked smile.

—Don't worry, it's fine, sir—I give him a smile.

I'm about to walk away, when he grabs my wrist, I wince.

—Can you let me go?—He's hurting me. I try to let go, but the man tightens his grip on my hand.

—You're as beautiful as I remembered, only now you're not a girl anymore—he says, cupping my chin roughly.

My body trembles with fear.—I don't know who you are, but let go of me right now or I'm going to scream—she threatened.

He lets go of me abruptly, I take advantage of the fact that he's distracted and slap him.

I don't even let him speak, I run into the house, closing the door behind me. This time, my mother is going to listen to me.