3“Still, you look beautiful,” he said near my ear, “and I like the sound of your laughter. It’s the first time I’ve heard you laugh.” I wanted to give in. I wanted him to hold me and hear all those sweet things, but no. I couldn’t just forget how coldly he had treated me last night. Breaking away from his hold, I crossed my arms, a defiant look on my face.
“Did you have fun last night?”
“Did you?” he asked, irritating me even further. “You seem so reluctant to sleep in the same bed as me, so I bet you slept comfortably last night.” Comfortably? When he was with another woman?
“You are cruel,” I said and stalked out of the room into my personal room and closed the door. This time he at least came after me.
“Hazel, open the door,” he said, knocking loudly. I ignored him and decided to dr
