Assassin Girl
11. Dreams

"*Damon! "

"Damon!" ..

The sound of sobs rang out so heart-wrenching, shards of glass fell down everywhere, blood flowed profusely . His breath was blocked at that time, silent without being able to move, his two eyeballs stared pusher at the woman lying limply on the cold floor .

"Come!!.. Damon, please run" shew*

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Sweat splashed on his forehead, Damon looked around and his two eyeballs stared at Monica who was sleeping very soundly . At first glance the man stared deeply into Monica's face, a very perfect face sculpture .

Damon stretched out his arms, he set aside the child's hair that partially covered Monica's face, it's true this woman was never involved in her mass, never guilty of anything, but life must still be paid for by life .

"In his opinion, the incident never happened maybe you will live longer" Lirih Damon by rubbing Monica's ayu face .

".. Sorry"

the soft voice made Damon look at Monica, the appearance of the woman had been awakened since, really Damon was not aware of all that . Monica tries to get up and sits on her king-size mattress, the woman stares at Damon's dark bead .

His arms outstretched, grabbing Damon's burly arm in his swipe Damon's palm hoping Damon can calm down even if only for a moment .

"Sorry, if there used to be something that made you unable to love Me wholeheartedly, but I beg you to put Me even in the most basic part" his oozing with a very soft tone made Damon not warty .

"Love is just a game" Damon replied, staring flatly at Monica .

Again and again, Monica had to hear the same answer .

Love is a game. It is true, for the man, love has no meaning and price, because indeed his heart is always filled by his mass .

but then who can never disappear, even though how strong Monica shows her love, again and again The woman must return to dismiss the hard feelings very rudely in the depths of her heart . Aware, if the eyes of the man in front of her will not be able to love her whole heart .

Monica knew that humans must have their own limits, the woman's therapy does not want to end either what has appeared in her heart, a feeling she really does not want to accept .

"if indeed, love is just a lantass game until when will this marriage continue to run without any fun ending?"

'until those lives can be fully paid off' .

Damon was just speechless, he could not answer could only answer in the depths of his heart slamming into his heart without any intention to answer, let this marriage go with its time.

Monica lets go of Damon's palm, and the woman wakes up and leaves her bed and walks to the bathroom and cleans her whole body .

splashing water rang out into the room, Damon stared at the closed bathroom door .

Is it wrong if he tries to open his heart, and tries to accept all of it? will it all be easy? ..

While in the bathroom, Monica flushed her body with water . She wet her hair trying to relieve the distress in her heart .

It had been a long time since that incident, he had never again felt such warmth, such sincere affection and affectionate caresses .

However, that time came a time where his half-hearted left without a trace and news made him search here and there .

Monica has always hated the time that once made her lose the man who was once a part of her life, Monica always avoids the place that was once a silent witness about her mutual happiness .

Monica closed her eyes tightly, the woman looked up and permeated all the water running down her face .

unknowingly, her lucky drool of tears flowing her shower water splash was disguising her tears that came out with a rush, crying without a sound holding all her alone .

"You never come home, do you never miss everything about us? .."

"Has this all been over for a long time? is that enough for me to end up here" ..

The sobs were heard in the ears, although the sound was not so clear but enough to make Monica feel a deep pain, too, and a longing that he could no longer endure in the depths of his heart .

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"*white roses for dear Miss Alexander"

"I'd rather call you Louta"

"sttt it's a special call huh*!" ..

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Monica opened her eyes again, looked around the woman immediately took a towel and after finishing the bath she rushed out of the bathroom .

Damon smiled sweetly as he looked at Monica who had already come out of the bathroom, the man stood up and stared fixedly at Monica .

"Let's continue our story like this, no love, no compassion, do according to the current that goes"monica's speech made Damon pause for a moment the man took a deep breath .

no more gazes of doubt that always lay for her, now the same gaze as the first time I met, nothing that made Monica interested in Damon, no more eyes full of tenderness .

Monica has made her own decision, the woman will never forget her mass and will never love anyone, wait and wait until the time comes and Monica will release Damon with a heart that never loved her .

"Be worthy that we do not know, because from the beginning we did not know, right?"say indifferent Monica .

the woman walked past Damon's body that was pecking on the spot, her breath choked is this what is called heartache? what is that feeling? feelings he cannot resist .

Monica had changed into a different outfit, the appearance of no longer wearing a dress or a mini skirt she returned to her old self, black jeans, and, the long plain white shirt just up to the top of the navel certainly features her slim and smooth belly, her long black hair tied up and leaving the child hair alone .

the makeup polish is natural but looks so perfect.

"maybe I should cut my hair to a shoulder and dye it again "monica's chirps make Damon just fall silent .

It turned out that the woman's speech was true and it was real, leaving Damon only speechless . Monica has turned into the woman she first saw .