*Matilda*
I find myself in a room populated with fainting couches. Thankfully, no one is here to disturb me as I settle onto one of the plush lounges. My trembling starts anew, not because I'm reliving my encounter with Evanston but because I'm thinking about the kiss Rexton had almost given me, or had begun to bestow before I shoved him away.
I had almost given into it, welcomed it, even parted my lips to give him full access to my mouth, but then I remembered Gina... I couldn't betray my sister in such a vile manner. And then, when he confessed he hadn't been courting Gina at all… his behavior was reprehensible. All because he wanted access to a horse’s c**k.
Tears threaten; I bury my face in my hands. Tears because of the horror I endured in the hallway, the yearning Rexton instilled
