Elizabeth's POV.
“I just need to get in. I just need to…”
I whispered to myself as I locked the door behind me with trembling hands, the cold metal of the lock clicking into place like the final piece of a puzzle I wished I could undo.
My room, the one that Connor had resigned specifically for me, usually a sanctuary, felt like a prison tonight.
As I walked in, I could see shadows on the walls, they seemed to dance with a life of their own, twisting and contorting as if they held secrets I didn’t want to uncover.
My eyes were dizzy also, my breath came in shallow gasps, the adrenaline still coursing through my veins from the confrontation with Connor.
I couldn't speak but I needed a place to hide.
Maybe he would come for me. Come to teach me a lesson for the embarrassment I had b
