Chapter 67

*** Smith Bridget P.O.V *** "No... Please, get away from me," I tried to stop him from coming closer but I am completely helpless. I don't know what to do. My breathing quickened like I was going to have panic attacks. He eventually got to me with that familiar evil smirk on his disgustingly, ugly face. I shut my eyes and couldn't help but hope silently that someone... Anyone would come to save me. "I want you to open your eyes and look at me. I want to see those beautiful crimson eyes of yours," He said in a low voice and he squeezed my cheeks so hard that they started to hurt. This man is a maniac. How can he be so obsessed with my crimson eyes? I don't know why but anyone that sees that beautiful cursed eyes of mine always becomes obsessed. Yeah! I know... I am not supposed to call the beautiful coloured eyes the moon goddess has given me as a gift a curse. Just that I don't see this as a gift. To me, it's a curse. I have always suffered because of my crimson-coloured eyes th