You Will Pay - For Leaving Me
When the cop's backs were turned, he whispered. “I will get you for this. I will hurt you in such a way, you will never recover from it. You will never be the same.”
“What? You want to kill me for leaving you, Tom?”
“Nope. Want you to live. Hurt every day. Suffer. Wait and see, Arena.”
I stopped and looked at him. His eyes were like granite and a chill ran through me.
What did he mean?