A surge of anger rose from my heart, and I picked up the high heels under my feet and smashed them down hard on him. "Hendrix, get out of here. I don't want to see you!"
What did he mean by "nobody hurt him"? It was clearly Nerissa who had pushed Helen and Irvin over the edge. She was obviously the one who had silently killed so many people, so why did she bother pretending to be innocent?
I wondered when Hendrix became so patient. After I hit him, he just looked down and held me in his arms before appeasing me by saying, "Enough. You've scolded me, and hit me. Now take a bath, or you'll get sick."
Honestly, it felt like I was punching a ball of cotton. He felt no pain - hell, he felt nothing at all.
On the contrary, all that pain, and all that discomfort fell on my shoulders
