Sandy's POV
"Leave me alone." The words barely escaped my lips, sounding pathetic and weak despite the fury burning inside me.
His solid chest pressed against my trembling back, radiating warmth that once comforted me but now felt like a trap closing around my heart.
"Your ankle looks hurt." Charles murmured, his breath tickling my ear in a way that made my body betray me with an unwanted shiver.
I fought against the response, desperate to maintain some control over myself, but my treacherous body reacted to him despite everything that had happened.
"Stop acting like you actually care about me." My arms dropped from where they had been pushing against him, hanging limply at my sides in defeat.
Before I could protest, he lifted me effortlessly, crushing me against his powerful frame. Even if I spent the entire night struggling, I knew I would never break free from his strength.
So I simply gave up. I shut down every emotion, every thought, everything that made me feel alive.
