Chapter 42
Tabitha's POV
He knitted his brows but gave no reply. Instead, he poured me a glass of water, cooing, "Here, have some water."
This side of him took me back to the days we were madly in love. How he treated me like I was the love of his life.
Just then, my abdominal wound started aching, reminding me how he had treated me after he confirmed that my dad murdered Elena.
I scoffed, disgust overwhelming me.
Derek, though, wasn't discouraged. Seeing that I wouldn't take the water, he came closer, wanting to feel my forehead.
That was when those memories of being tied up in the bathroom came flooding back.
Startled, I jumped off the bed, keeping as much distance as I could to avoid getting hurt again.
"What do you want?" I looked at him warily and asked.
"I just wanna chec
