~ANAYA’S POV~"I said…. where do you think you're going?" Rohan snarled.And my heart almost stopped beating.The room was pitch black, saved only by the faint silver light filtering through the sheer window curtains. I stood completely frozen at the bedroom door, my fingers glued to the cold brass handle.Slowly, the heavy duvet rustled on the bed. Rohan shifted, his dark silhouette pushing himself up on one elbow. He blinked his bloodshot eyes in the dark, squinting toward the doorway."Where... where do you think you're going?" Rohan growled, his voice thick and slurred with alcohol.I swallowed hard, forcing my shaking voice to sound natural. Panic clawed at my throat, but I gripped the doorframe to steady myself."My throat is dry," I whispered, keeping my head low. "I'm just going downstairs to get a glass of cold water."Rohan stared at me for three long, agonizing seconds. The silence in the room was so loud I was sure he could hear my heart hammering against my ribs.Then, h
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