#Chapter13
I rushed into the living room without a word and tried to flee before Ramsey could make an attempt to talk to me, but I knew better than to think it's going to work.
/"Sit./" the order was so very strict and straightforward that my legs just gave up and let me fall back onto the couch as if they were programmed to do so. Must be the shock.
Eric slowly walked up to me. He took his time, probably to intimidate me, as he slowly leaned in, placing his two hands on each side of my legs. I suddenly felt how small I was compared to him, but I wasn't some little romance-novel girl to blush and give in to his game.
I could tell he tried to keep his shit together for a few minutes, just staring at my damaged hair and face.