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40- Mr.Ivanov's Humour

“Get dressed.” Elliot orders me in a cold voice after we are done.

His behaviour hits me like a bucket of cold water. He was such a gentleman, treating me like a princess. His tone has totally changed. He has come back to his usual cold self which makes him a self-centred jerk. Was I really getting ahead of myself? Is he gonna be more of an asshole to me from now on because he has gotten a taste of me?

“Come on, hurry up.” His voice gets rougher, “We haven't gotten all day. What if someone comes through?” He asks, buttoning his shirt which is all crumbled up.

“Didn't you say you don't care about what people think about you?” I ask him, my voice bitter and is battered with hurt.

“Yeah.” He agrees, using the dresser to check himself out in the mirror, “But I do care what others think about you.” My heart pounds like crazy against my ribcage with that one sentence.

Elliot may be the most confusing person I've ever encountered. The rough edge of his voice went into hiding, making an
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