Jenny’s POV
Enjoy the ride?
How about you enjoy kissing my ass instead?
It’s a good thing I was too angry to talk back at him the moment he started driving away from the house.
I’m sure he wouldn’t mind taking me up on my metaphorical suggestion.
I put my seatbelt on forcibly and crossed my arms against my chest while trying to keep my tears at bay.
He knew exactly how much I hated being forced into something and he still did that to me again.
Why?
I pushed back my tears so I don’t appear so vulnerable and ask him.
“You know how much I hate being forced into something, and you still did it anyway. I thought you weren’t going to hurt me again Alex. Isn’t that what you promised me two nights ago?” I asked him reproachfully.
I saw his hand gripping the steering wheel tightl
