"Rose," he sighed, fully clothed with his hands resting on his hips. "I'm doing all I can. I'm not pushing you into anything. I'm giving you space because you've been through a nightmare." His eyes met hers, full of pain, and her heart fluttered. "I hurt you, and I'm trying not to repeat my mistakes. I want us to be alright, but you're not making it easy. No explanations, no responses to my inquiries."
He drew a sharp breath and she braced herself for the worst. She had experienced his harsh side before. "And now, you're insinuating that I'm not being honest about your father? Are you serious!?" His voice rose and she had to resist the urge to cower under the covers.
"It was merely a question," she murmured, her eyes fixated on her hands in her lap.
"A question that implies you don't tr
