"This is not what I intended for you." Angela’s voice pleaded for him to turn around and face her but he ignored it and kept his back towards her.
Was it anger or disgust that filled him, perhaps both? He did not know what kind of divine force had stopped him from shoving his shotgun up in her face and end her once and for all.
So this was not what she intended? Then what was it? As if he could have ended up in any other way after what she turned him into.
"You knew exactly what were you doing." He answered her coldly after a moment of silence.
“ It’s not to late. You can still return to us. I can help you. ” She b