“HUH!” She stopped, stunned by the sudden command of Oswald.
“I said leave,” he sat up, his voice a pitch higher.
She shuddered.
“Fine. It is late already, so I can't leave now,” she said, chewing on her lips and looking at him.
He frowned, getting impatient.
“Get your filthy ass to the guestroom on the opposite and get yourself outta my house first thing tomorrow morning,” he ordered.
“Duh!” She rolled her eyes as she quickly scribbled something on a paper, dropped it on the table, picked up her clothings and then left with a huff of indignation.
He barely noticed as she walked out the door, his thoughts too tangled to care. The minute she did, he fell back onto his bed, staring up at the ceiling as the frustration and anger simmered within him, in a few minutes, he was fast aslee
