Terrence
As soon as we're inside Blythe rips herself from my grip. She takes off her shoes and begins making her way straight ahead to our bedroom. I walk into the living room without taking off mine.
"Hey," I call out to her. "You can think all you want that you have it bad out here but, Sunshine, believe me when I say it could be a lot worse for you."
She makes no notion that she hears me, about to enter into the bedroom. I say something that stops her dead in her tracks.
"One day you will stop resenting me and realize I did you a favor. One day you will love me back. Mark my words."
She stops, standing straight as an arrow before turning around to face me. She crosses her arms over her chest. Her eyes are bloodshot with tears. I can tell she just wants to break down, to screa
