Season 2: Episode- 77

Season 2: Episode- 77 Alisa’s POV:     Seriously, he is asking me this… when he killed someone in front of me… I said in tears, “there is nothing to talk, Edwin… just go… leave me alone… I need.. I need to think…”   he said in anger, “think what!!! stop this nonsense…”  I said as I looked down, “Think… think that… where I went wrong in judging a coldblooded criminal and loved him… how was I this stupid… how I missed red flags?” I felt his hand on my face, he grabbed it forcefully… He is mad in anger, I looked at him but my tears betrayed me… I whispered, “Edwin… it.. it hurts…” he let my face go in second…  he almost screamed at himself, he turned to me and said, “I am sorry… sorry…. please… don’t say anything like that… you won’t understand why I do all of that… that’s important… you won’t understand, Alisa…” How can he say that?... he can’t justify anything…. at any cost…   I whispered, “You… You were hurting me now…. you were just now hurting me Edwin….” he was in tears too, why is he like this though? he didn’t think twice before killing someone… is he acting now?  He was about to touch me explaining but I moved my face away. I cannot forget he killed someone with the same hand. Edwin said, “Little dove… I will not hurt you, what are you even saying?....” I whispered, “You will.. hurt me now?.. right?.... who am I?... will you kill me… if I displease you… ah?”   I questioned him avoiding his gaze, I heard a loud crash and as I turned I saw the night stand was destroyed, he took his anger over it.  Edwin was looking at the floor fuming in anger, I said, “It’s better if… we never see each other again…. I have some where to be… good bye Edwin Gray…. and congratulations for being my biggest mistake….”   he looked at me on this, breathing heavily, those eyes… that anyone can fear…looks broken. his hands are shaking in anger…  I am scared but I know he won’t hurt me… somehow I know this…  I said looking at the door, “Please… don’t be here when I leave… Tina will be confused.. she has nothing to do with this…” I walked out of the room, I went to living room wiping my face, I grabbed my bag and my phone. I walked out of the apartment, I straight went to my car. I sigh…  I looked at my phone, it’s broken… just like my heart…. I love him so much.. but I can’t be with a person as him.. I can’t be with the one whose hands are stained with blood…. I started the car in attempt of getting away from there, As I was driving, I could just only feel pain, tears were never at ease… no matter how much I cry, the heaviness never goes… it stays inside and hurt deeper… like a dragger that will cut me more if it go deeper and kill me if it is pulled out…  the future I saw with him, was no longer clear in front of me… just because of one fact about him… who knows what he hides from me.. what more I have to learn… what more is left to cry for?