Hillary Pov
I bit my fingernails nervously as I sat on my bed. After all, I did disobey him. "Why is he taking so long, ugh?" With a moan, I collapsed onto my bed.
I was dying of anticipation. "Hillary." I got a shiver down my spine as I heard his deep, harsh voice. I was scared when Rodrigo called me Hillary instead of Freckles.
I stepped quickly and turned the knob. His dark blue eyes were filled with rage. His chiseled jaw tightened, giving him an even more menacing appearance.
His attire appeared to have altered, as he was now dressed in gray sweatpants and a sweater. He loomed large over me. I hurriedly shut the door behind him as he went inside.
I continued to fidget with my fingers as I stood by the entrance. All I could hear in the completely silent room was my labored brea
