Ella
"What are you doing here? You are not supposed to be here." I scream at the intruder, my eyes shoot daggers at him and my anger starts to boil at his audacity. "You shouldn't be here…." I squeeze the doorknob so hard and swing the door right in his face, but he slams his hand on my door and his growl rumbles in the air.
I feel terrified already.
I take a step back, hands all shaking, and the only man present at my doorstep snarls at me. He pushes the door open, slamming it against the wall, causing a loud thud on the floor and, in the end, it was all me, landing on the ground.
I try to hold back, but he overpowers me and I blink my eyes in confusion.
I have never known such hatred in my entire life. The thought of him infuriates me and the nerve he has to show up here, consti
