When she went to turn off the lights, he could see the tears rolling down her face. Though he was physically satisfied, he felt discontent.
He felt worse when she remained quiet.
The room was dark with only the faint light coming in from the street lights down below. He started at her back and furrowed his brows. Instinctively, he wanted to be closer to her, so he stretched out his arm and tried to pull her to him.
She shoved him away with all the power she could muster. The moment she felt the warmth of his body, she shouted, "Let me go!" "No!" He tightened his arms around her and indulged himself in her scent. He
rested his chin on her shoulder. "I'm not leaving tonight."
Avery felt as though she had been tied up, and she could not move an inch.
Elliot had not been gentle, but he was not as rough as the last time.
"When has he ever asked for my opinion before showing up or leaving? What I think doesn't matter to him, so he doesn't even need to say anything! He would just do what he wants anyway!" she thought.
The next day, Avery woke up at seven in the morning as she usually did on weekdays.
When she woke up, the man beside her stared at her through bleary sleep-filled eyes before he turned over and fell asleep once more.
She got dressed swiftly and stepped out of the room.
Her children had already woken up, and Hayden was combing his sister's hair.
Avery's heart ached as she thought back to the way her children had shouted the night before. After calming herself down, she entered their room and said, "My wonderful babies! You didn't even need me to wake you up today!"
She went over to hug them.
"Mom! Has that bad guy Elliot left yet? Did he bully you?" Layla grabbed Avery's arm with her little hands and scanned her from head to toe.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: His Eagle Eyes on Me