It was cold. Although Elizabeth was wrapped in a thick coat, she could feel the chill from the bathroom wall.
And on her shoulder was Max's heavy and mighty hand, which clasped her so tightly that she couldn't move.
Elizabeth struggled a few times to no avail, panting from exhaustion.
She raised her head, stared at the person pressing against her, and sneered while panting, "What are you doing? I've seen you through. So you became angry?"
Max stared at her sullenly.
Elizabeth had dazzling and watery eyes that glistened against the light in the bathroom. They seemed to be studded with starlight and were a delight to the eye.
Her nose was straight, and her pink cherry lips glowed charmingly.
But the words from such a beautiful mouth were full of irony, which hurt his heart so badly that he wanted to silence her forever.