CHAPTER 23
ELENA
Might makes right? Did he really just say that to her face? Elena had always considered herself a pacifist. She believed in live and let live, and all that jazz.
Viking’s statement on the state of their marriage…irked her. It always came back to the same thing, him having power over her and giving her none. The same black cloud that had been hovering over her, over them, from the day he’d kidnapped her. No matter what, she couldn’t seem to get rid of it.
Her morning started off badly, then got worse. The smell of frying bacon made her heave. She turned off the stove and barely made it to the bathroom in time. Sweat poured over her face as she tried to keep her measly breakfast down.
You just have a hangover. Nothing to worry about.
Now you’re just lying to yourself.
