C19
Elijah carter pov
“Save her from me, save her from me, save her from me” I repeated groaning in anger, I rounded my fist and smashed the mirror in front of me.
I clutched my hair irritated, the pain in my heart was too much to handle it. Was that a good decision? To let her die and ask Jack to take care of him?
I didn’t want to be selfish. She had had enough already.
Bella uttered, “so, Mr. Elijah Carter is so weak.”
I turned my body, shooting her with deadly gazes, “what the fuck you’re saying?”
She shrugged, scoffing, “you look so weak and selfish, powerless. You said you’re dangerous. But all I can see is a man who wants to run away from his love.”
I raised my brow, “so you're’ playing the psychiatrist game with me now?”
If she kept stressing on my nerves I might kill her by my hands. She should stop or the sequences would be very bad.
“it's my job.” She said simply.