"I won't!"
Windsor Myres dug her nails into his flesh, and Camden River, unable to withstand it, dragged her by the wrist into a corner.
Windsor Myres hadn't even steadied herself before she kissed him abruptly.
Camden River turned his head to avoid it.
Windsor Myres had one arm hooked around his shoulder, clinging onto him so tightly he couldn't push her away.
Windsor Myres had this knack; a temper that flared up out of nowhere, causing a scene at the slightest disagreement, and if that weren't enough, she insisted on dragging others into her drama.
What had he done to upset her?
He had no idea whatsoever.
Camden River stood there with a stony face for a long time.
Windsor Myres clung to him for quite a while too.
God knows how long they stood there.
She bit his neck, and the metallic taste of blood filled her mouth.
Windsor Myres let go.
Standing in front of him, she wiped her lips hard and then turned away.
