"Mercy?" Tyler repeated sarcastically. "When have you ever shown mercy?"
Vicky studied the blurred figure before her eyes and chuckled. "Mercy doesn't solve any problem; it creates a problem... The world is cruel, and people are all born with an instinct to avoid what hurts them...so I won't show any mercy."
She reminded herself repeatedly to not show mercy and repeat the same mistake, or her life would be hellish.
"You've always been great at retreating at the perfect timing," he said, his voice sounding faint in her ears. "Or you wouldn't have given up on me because of my family background, nor would I... We wouldn't have... This is all your fault..."
Vicky was so drunk that she could barely hear what he was saying, but though she could not interpret all his words, she could tell the resentment and sorrow in the man's tone. It almost sounded like she had wronged him in the past.
She recalled how upset Tyler would become whenever they talked about the past, and he would always say that she owed him.
Whenever she heard this, her heart would feel heavy, and she would be rendered speechless because she did not know what happened in the past.
Her ignorance irritated her with no end.
"Stop it..." She held her head with a dazed look in her eyes. "I don't remember... I don't remember anything..."
He quieted down, and silence fell over the room as Vicky started to drift back to sleep again.
"Forget everything, then," he said, as Vicky fell into a sweet slumber.
...
The next day, Vicky woke up with a pounding headache.
She had drunk far too much wine, and the hangover was killing her.
She massaged her temples and fumbled to get out of bed, only to realize she was in someone's arms.
A handsome face came into her sight. His eyes were closed, and his long lashes cast a shadow over his under-eyes.
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Awesome story but too long winded...