His black jacket was under her palm. It's cologne filled her nostrils with leaves and wood's delicious smell. It occupied her with him. She was lost in her thoughts, staring blankly at his jacket under her palms. She exhaled and forced herself to get out of the bed, she stumbled toward the door. Unlocking it, she stepped in the living room, not closing the door behind her properly. Her eyes rested on him. He got up from the chair. His glare was murderous. He took long strides, covering the distance in a few blinks toward her. She staggered back. She was gonna fall on her butt. He held her by the wrist. He clenched the door knob. His eyes intended on her, not moving from her. His glare was intense. Her heart beat increased. When he stepped back. She exhaled deeply. She glanced back at the d
