"Do you love him?" He hissed.
I was surprised by his question.
"W-who" I knew the answer but I don't know why I asked.
I felt a sting on my cheek. He just slapped me?
"Don't. Try. To. Outsmart. Me. Do you get that?" He sounded frustrated.
I kept whimpering.
He smacked me again.
"Open your fucking mouth and say it," He growled.
"I-I w-won't"
"Good girl. Now answer the fucking question."
"Y-yes. I do."
I lied because I thought somewhere, he might have some emotions left. So maybe he will leave me after knowing that I love someone.