/Eleanor’s POV/
What the f**k am I doing? Was the question I kept asking myself as I welcomed Allen’s kisses. Ever since that b***h came, I haven’t been myself, I felt my body shaking as she touched and smiled at Allen who accepted it warmly. I hated that Hanna got his hands all over him, I couldn’t ignore the voice shouting mine in my head. He was mine, I almost believed it, and when Hanna wanted to feed him, I felt like I should hurt her for trying to covet what was mine, any more minutes with her and I would have really lost it.
I know it’s Eleanor’s will controlling me but I almost thought it was mine. I moaned softly as Allen’s free hand moved down from my neck to my back and then to my waste, his palm was huge and cold probably due to the temperature in the hospital room.
And when
