It seems that Mr. Jones has described her this way too.
In truth, how many people in this world can truly go with the flow? She knows she hasn't reached such a state; the qualities seen by outsiders are merely her forcibly suppressing her emotions, refusing to let those who hurt or defeat her look down on her. All she probably has is that stubbornness.
Howard Geoffrey sighed softly, then spoke in a low, husky voice, "Open your eyes, look at me."
Feeling his intense gaze fixed right on her eyelids, Rebecca Quentin's lashes trembled, terrified and not daring to move.
Howard Geoffrey reached out and grasped Rebecca Quentin's chin, lifting it, his tone mingled with his usual dominance, "Open them!"
Rebecca Quentin clenched her eyes shut even tighter, "Don't force me."
The force at Howard Geoffrey's side slightly increased, "All I'm asking is for you to open your eyes and look at me."
