Ms. Calloway (Book 2 in the For Better Or Worse Trilogy)

Chapter 16

When I first returned to the Berkshire house I was given the option to move into one of the free rooms, but the only room that gave me a bit of comfort was Roman's and that's where I hid now. On the other side of the bed, the one not facing the door, I sat with my knees to my chest. Like my legs could protect me from the outside world. If only it was that easy.

A creak snaps me out of my thoughts. The sound of the door has become very familiar. This house held a family of secrets and death. Not only that, but what if Harris finds a way in the Berkshire home? This was merely a way to give myself the chance to choose between fight or flight.

"I want to be alone." I said, not bothering to look over my shoulder to see who it was.

"It's not that easy to get rid of me." Roman walked around the bed where I sat, lowering himself beside me.

"Aren't you supposed to be at work?" My gaze was focused on the wall before me.

"Without you, I don't see the point of staying for a full day. Before you started working there I considered not attending at all. And then you walked into my life, making an imprint on the company, so I decided against it. Now, it feels like I'm walking around half dead."

He says things like this more often than not. Ever since the big reveal at family dinner, it's like the disguise he was wearing all this time was torn off him, leaving a bare man with nothing to hide his feelings. And those feelings were very revealing and directed towards me. I should have felt relieved, excited, or in love. However, none of those adjectives would be the first to describe how I felt. My feelings could be described as resentment, confusion, and fear. Any feelings or thoughts that should be directed towards him are void. Something such as romantic relations is so inconsequential that I don't bother to consider them. This shows how my life has truly flipped over and left me with craving the past while attempting to survive the past. Once upon a time, all I could ever talk about was boys. His feelings. My feelings. Always looking for the smallest hint that he liked me. It feels like that was a million years ago. Now my thoughts are centered on one thing and one thing only, survival.

After a few minutes, he cleared his throat. "Get dressed. I have a surprise for you." He stood, holding his hand out to me to show support.

I shook my head, refusing his hand and the surprise. "I don't want to go."

"Well, I don't remember asking. I said get up and get dressed. Scarlette has something you can wear. Now come on. I don't want us to be late."

"You must have not heard me. I said I don't want to go." There's annoyance in my voice and defiance in my eyes.

"Funny. You must have not heard me the first time. Let me explain this in a way you would understand. Get your ass off that floor and get dressed. If you don't? I'll throw you over my shoulder kicking and screaming. We both know that I will."

His words trigger the memory of the day he found me. Because of my terror to leave with the man, he ended up throwing me over his shoulder and taking me to his family home. The image alone is enough to shut me up.

"Be ready in an hour." He leaves me alone, only for me to spend that time mumbling things that would be considered very unlady like. 

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