Forbidden Pleasures
60 Days With My Stepfather’s Brother 13
The Breaking Point
The long car ride back from the massive estate was completely filled with a heavy, suffocating silence. The deep rumble of the SUV's engine was the only sound inside the vehicle as the miles slid past us in the dark.
Michael kept shifting his weight in the driver’s seat, his sharp gray eyes glancing over at me every few minutes with a look of deep worry. But I stubbornly refused to look back at him. I kept my face turned completely toward the passenger side window, staring blankly at the blurry trees and streetlights passing by. My mind was completely trapped in a vicious loop. Leah’s cruel, poisonous words were repeating over and over again inside my head like a loud, broken record that I couldn't turn off
