Chapter Six
He is not a scary man, she says.
Rean Aedler’s Point of View
I hold my mouth, not wanting my cries to be heard.
From that second that someone had walked into that door, I was just nothing but terrified of what could have happened to me once he found out that I was under his bed and in this room. Something might have slipped my mind from the second that I had entered this room.
Then again, I panicked.
I just needed the person to leave the place or get into the bathroom before I bolted out of this place. Checking to see where he was made me to graze my bruise, eliciting a small whimper from my mouth. The person had stilled, making me hold my mouth through my stupidity.
No.
Please no.
It had stilled for a second before drawing back to where I was. My body tried its b
