"Let go of me, Kaelos," I said with a strained voice, glaring at him. "You've done enough damage for one night."
I tried yanking my hand out of his grip but despite how hard I struggled, his grip was so strong that I even felt like if I struggled for too long, my arm would pull out.
Meanwhile, Kaelos' gaze was cold but his eyes seemed to glint with a myriad of emotions that only got me more confused.
What sort of two-faced behavior is this?
"You just aren't willing to understand my perspective of things at all." He suddenly blurted, his tone firm but carrying a hint of desperation that surprised me. "If you would just try and understand me then maybe this–"
"How?!" I snapped, my anger and irritation bubbling out.
Suddenly, I noticed the lamp close to the bedpost flickering from the corner of my eyes, but it was so brief that I didn't pay it much attention and instead continued berating Kaelos.
