Cara closed the door to her room and stood against it, her heart racing with dread. There was no knowing what he would be up to. There was a gentle knock on the door and she panicked. No, she wouldn’t open the door. She couldn’t face Marcus now with his whole family outside. What would they think of her?
The knocks were louder this time and Cara gasped with fear. What would she do now? There was no other way than to open the door. She couldn’t wake up the entire household. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door but to her relief, it was only Aunt Maria.
“What took you so long? I’m dying to pee,” she scolded her, rushing to the washroom. Cara’s eyes widened seeing that it was Maria all the time. She had really grown crazy being around Marcus Donnelly. Aunt Maria was right. He was bad
