Chapter 77

Mildred POV

I could not describe the relief that washed over my entire body like a cool relaxing shower when I finally had a bed to lie on. I didn't realize that Arnold was staring at me strangely until I rolled on the bed and my eyes came over to him, looking over with a mixture of confusion and perplexity.

Even if I had been walking a long way so that way he had carried me halfway back, it was not enough reason for me to act like that after seeing a bed.

Before I could even get the chance to think of a good excuse, he came over scooting on the bed, and then, with a hard gaze fixed on me, he asked me.

"Millie, can you tell me what was happening to you when I was asleep?"

I sat up feeling hesitant to talk about my experiences with him. I just wanted to push it into the past because it was so terrible, and I didn't want him to feel guilty that he had not been there for me, since it was basically my fault that I had injured him.

He kept on pressing for the truth and so, eventually, I ha