NINETEEN

FREYA 19

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The way his eyes fell on the broken pieces of the bottle on the floor caused a bead of sweat to roll down my cheeks.

My gaze met Marianna who appeared equally nervous, secretly pleading with her not to tell on me.

She'd been kind to me in the past few days, and I wanted to believe that it was real.

Nikolas's attention returned to mine, as though demanding an explanation.

"I wanted some water, I didn't mean to break it. I'm s_sorry. I'll clean it right away." I stammered, quickly bending to my knees. I started to pick up the numerous shards of glass, my fingers were trembling so much that several pieces of glass slashed my fingers, causing them to bleed.

I bit back the cry of pain that threatened to escape, my fingers were getting scraped but I didn't dare to stop.

Suddenly, I was yanked to my feet, almost landing against his solid chest, and was forced to meet his eyes which were charged with anger. Oh god!

He was going to strike me. I braced myself for pain