PERLAH'S POV
Getting into the bathroom, I soaked myself in the bathtub, groaning in pain.
It was time to fulfill the promise I had made.
I tried convincing myself that I was okay with it, that I wanted this, but perhaps deep down I knew I didn't.
The door creaked open, and I recognized him instantly by the scent of his cologne.
I remained still, gazing into the bathroom mirror, as he approached me.
“My darling, Perlah,” he sniffed my hair, his eyes meeting mine in the mirror.
“Antonio, please let's get this over with,” I intended for my voice to come out strong, but it was weaker than a day-old child's sob.
I hurriedly grabbed my bra and my panties, put them on, picked up a towel, tied it, and proceeded to leave, but he stopped me, his strong hands wrapped around mine.
“Not too f
