Friends Coming
I swiftly made my way to the corner of the bed as he unexpectedly walked through the door. His eyes were different from the previous night. They had regained their gentleness, returning to their usual state, and remorse was clearly visible. I avoided looking at him, not wanting to see him. Even now, my back and buttocks still ache.
“Come here.”
His voice, though weak, made me squeeze my body tighter into the corner of the bed, hugging my knees. Fear consumed me as I wondered how he could have done this to me. Tears welled up in my eyes once more. I had believed I had found a companion, but now it felt like I had lost any hope of escaping this nightmarish existence.
“Don’t make me angry.”
His voice became muffled once more, causing my eyes to widen as I inched close
