ELARA
"Let me go," I bristled as we cornered away from the curious gazes of the villagers. "I said—"
"You will keep your mouth shut this minute to avoid breaking the last of my patience." Gerald turned on me fiercely, hissing through clenched teeth. His eyes were animated and unnerving. "If you think I’ll let you embarrass me more than you already have, think again."
"You’re hurting me," I whimpered, trying to match his ferocity despite the uncertainty churning inside me about how far he might go if I crossed him. Gerald was like a cat: one moment demure and sweet, the next ready to throw paws.
His bloodshot eyes narrowed, and I noticed the veins protruding in his clenched hand as it gripped my wrist painfully. When he saw the red mark on my skin, his fingers quickly loosened but didn
