23 The only person who can hurt her is him, number 23.

"Samuel," she closed her eyes, her expression icy and exhausted, "if you ever dare to do something like this to me again." She paused, her voice dropping lower, "I will kill you, then kill myself."

Her voice was low and slow, and although it lacked any lethal force, it flowed with a feeling that made Samuel Johnson's heart tremble.

Samuel's eyes widened slightly as he looked at Amanda Smith's swollen face. Her skin was overly pale at this moment, and there was an aura about her that he had never felt before. He suddenly came to a realization, he had hurt her deeply today.

Hurting her was the thing he enjoyed the most.

Ever since he was a child, he took pleasure in putting her down, feeling victorious whenever he saw her sad because of him.

His friends would say that he was good in every other aspect, but just too cruel when it came to Amanda Smith.

Cruel? They had no idea what it was like to be pestered by someone you dislike for over a decade.