Love Began with the First Meeting

"Let me go! Let me go!" Molly continued her imploring and struggle. Struggling to break free, she stamped her feet relentlessly on the ground. Her voice went hoarse from shouting and her mind was in a blur. She felt like fainting in any minute from tension and exhaustion.

"Molly, calm down! Talk to me!" he cried at length, in a voice of command. Having no clue on what happened back there, upon but seeing Molly so frantic and agitated, his heart sank deeper in pain and worry. He felt like his pain was being torn apart. From the bottom of his heart, he hated this feeling. He hated how hurt Molly was that he felt like slapping Molly in the face to bring her back to her sense. But he couldn't bring himself to do it to the girl that meant so much to him. He could only stand there and wait until she ceased her struggling and cooled down.

"Let me go, let me go!" she continued in exasperation as her voice began to tail off from the excessive consumption of energy. However, she stubbornly repeated the words over and over again. Molly's eyes were swollen and red, looking right into Brian's eyes dreadfully. Neither of them wanted to submit to the other, and there was no way that Molly could get rid of Brian's strong and tight grip. They stood there for some time, in dreadful deadlock. Suddenly, a cruel, merciless idea came into her. She lowered her head and bit the wrist of his hand clutching her arm.

A strand of violent pain ran through Brian's veins. He didn't see it coming. However, he didn't loosen his grip. His eyes frowned slightly in pain as he watched Molly fixed her teeth slowly to his wrist. He somehow felt a touch of relief as the pain of his wrist overcame the pain in his heart. He preferred this physical pain than the pain of seeing Molly hurt.

Being filled with deep resentment and wanting to leave, she did everything she could to leave. She thought to herself that she would be freed once Brian loosened his grip, so she bit deeper and harder.

Molly's groundless actions. On the contrary, he gradually became calm and poised. His eyes rested softly on Molly for quite some time, looking

he asked gently. With his eyes staring into hers, it was

up. She withdrew her fierce bite from his wrist. Her head slightly lifted and her eyes glared at Brian in a deep, violent look with her mouth stained from blood. After a moment of stillness, came her

a little in fear. His persistence seemed to collapse by her deep resentment and resolution to escape from his captivity, and gradually,

squinted furiously at Brian, clenched her hands into hard fists, and walked away. The crowd gathered around them

Brian exclaimed while watching her walk away from him. He felt tensed and helpless, like his heart was being torn into pieces. Not knowing what to do, he felt a sudden urge to perish everything around him to release his fear

Brian. With tear marks on her face, she said in a hateful tone, "Why do you ask me?" "You could have asked her yourself," she added in a trembling, but mocking tone. "Could you please not come to me and ask me?" she cried in her high, repellent voice. Just like a wild animal freed from the cage after a long time