Take My Breath Away

"Boo...hoo... Carlos Huo, Mr. Huo, Mr. Handsome, I'm sorry. I made a mistake." Debbie held on to a holding bar near the elevator and cried, refusing to take another step forward.

Carlos ignored her pleas and dragged her into the cinema nonchalantly.

The moment they were inside, the cinema was bustling with moviegoers, but the manager received Carlos as soon as he appeared at the entrance and ushered them towards the biggest theater.

When the manager left, Debbie held Carlos by the waist and pleaded again, "Mr. Handsome, I realized that I was wrong and I won't do it again. Please, can we go now? It's creepy to watch horror movies at night. It may kill me. Let's go home. Please, please."

Carlos was unmoved and still acted indifferent. After dragging her to the center of the theater, he made her sit next to him.

The movie started soon. A scene of a dark graveyard first came into view. It made Debbie's blood run cold. "Carlos Huo, I have apologized. Why are you still doing this? I won't drink again, okay? Can you just forgive me, please?"

Debbie shifted her eyes away from the screen to Carlos. But the sound effects of the movie made her heartbeat quicken. She covered her ears tightly with her hands. For a while, it helped, but soon her hands and wrists went sore. Phobia and horror were driving her crazy. She had begged and pleaded, but the man seemed heartless to ignore her. "Carlos Huo, you are a freak! I'm fed up with you! I will divorce you! I will! Let's go get a divorce now!" She lost her temper.

"Sit well," the man said after giving her a cold glance.

Debbie stood up defiantly from her seat and tried to shut out the horrible sounds. "If you want to stay, fine! Stay! I'm leaving!" She threw the 8D glasses far enough out of sheer anger.

'I hate him! I hate his evil guts! I'll divorce him, no matter what!' Debbie thought as she stormed towards the exit of the theater.

To her dismay, the door was locked from outside. She slammed the door anxiously for a long while, but no one came to her rescue.

Frustrated, she stomped angrily on the floor, covered her ears, closed her eyes, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Carlos Huo, you asshole! Let me out! Let me out now!"

She yelled and cursed. However, all her efforts were futile as if none of her words came across. Carlos remained nonchalant, sitting there, eyes on the screen.

Finally, Debbie had enough and started crying. "I want to get out... I don't want to be here... Hoo...hoo... I said I am sorry. Why are you so mean?" He ha

to leave.

It was such a sudden decision Kasie wasn't prepared. She was occupied with some family matter and couldn't go with her.

At last, Debbie went to the airport alone.

The busy streets of Y City were filled with people going to and fro, minding their own private businesses. Debbie waited patiently for her flight bound for J City.

It was a long and tiring flight. Getting off the plane, she hailed a taxi and found the hotel she had booked online. The moment she tucked her bag inside the closet, she changed into a white casual outfit, put on sneakers, took her purse, and went outside to have some fun.

She treated herself to a share of stuffed tofu with spicy sauce and strolled along holding her food in her hands. When she spotted an interesting widget in a shop by the street, she stopped to appreciate it. As she was taking a bite of the tofu, her phone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID, swallowed the tofu in her mouth, and hung up. It was Carlos. She wouldn't take his call.

However, he seemed quite persistent. Her phone rang again and again and again. Every time she hung up, he would call again. When her phone rang for the 12th time, she picked it up impatiently and said, "Old man, enough already. Is your company going out of business or something? Don't you have work to do? Why do you keep calling me? It's annoying!"

"Deb, it's me." The strange yet familiar voice sent her freezing on the spot. Debbie looked at her phone screen to check the number. It was indeed not Carlos. It was Hayden who was calling her this time.

"Oh, what's up?" Her tone softened. She threw the tofu box into the bin, wiped her mouth dry, and listened to him attentively.