Dahlia stared into the emptiness, feeling pain all over her body. Yet, there was a strange excitement she couldn't quite place. Her face warmed as she recalled the events of the previous night on the kitchen counter, in the bathroom, and in the room she was now in. She felt sore and tender all over.
She was slowly becoming accustomed to Carter's actions, though she couldn't help but feel disgusted with herself because of the situation. She believed there was still goodness in Carter's heart and that his anger towards her was also partly her fault. Maybe if she truly showed him she was willing to follow everything he wanted, they would get along better.
Her attention was caught when the door suddenly opened, revealing Carter, who immediately focused his gaze on her. He wore a white polo s
