Chapter 42

ANNABELLE'S POV

I continued to punch the bag out of frustration again and again because I was tired of begging him for forgiveness! It has been fucking two weeks since Charles spoke to me I tried to talk to him on several occasions and I begged and begged but he only just gave me one look and turned back to whatever he was going on like he didn't care what I do and what I don't.

The tears flowed down my cheek as I tried to fight the pain off and let everything just go away but I couldn't, I continued with the punching bag and someone suddenly caught my wrist and literally threw me to the other side of the room.

"I swear to damn God you fucking lay a finger on this punching bag again I'll make I bury you alive!" Rita yelled at me and I let out a sigh.

"Why are you so bothered?"