Tom stepped away from me to go and inspect the window and see if anyone was out there. Turning to me, I took a step back. I'd never seen Tom with such an angry expression. As soon as he noticed my hesitant step was taken away from him, his expression immediately softened and a flash of hurt passed through his eyes before he masked it.
"Ruby?" Tom said cautiously while taking another step towards me.
I instantly felt bad for comparing him to Nate again. In that brief moment, Tom reminded me of whenever Nate would get frustrated or angry about something. I was always the one who took the brunt of his outbursts. He was never physically violent, but sometimes there were moments when I wondered if he would strike me. I knew in my heart that Tom was not Nate, but sometimes regressed pains and
