Amelia's POVI heard him groan in nothing but frustrated exhaustion, then something shifted between us, a tremor made it to my soul.Darkness, anticipation, excitement, all at once.He raised me back up with a hand wrapped around my neck from behind, then he pulled down my dress. He spun us around and made me move forward while he followed behind me, all the way up the stairs.I felt small, and maybe scared as well.“Turn left, the one by your right, yes the white door.” He said at different times, commanding me, dissolving all my anger from nowhere. Maybe it was the way I knew how to deal with his different moods. The one he was in didn't care for sentiments, or my anger. It was selfish, only about himself.At least that's what I thought.I opened the door to the room and walked in. I stood right in the middle, and no, I didn't dare look back when he walked in as well, then clicked it shut. I didn't look back when he approached me, or when he reached for my dress and flung it over m
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