⊰ Marcel ⊱
I wish she would listen. Just once…I wish she would f*****g listen.
With each deliberate step, I make my way toward Mercy’s room. I hadn’t expected her to defy the boundaries I thought were understood between us, and as I come to the end of the hall, I find the door to her bedroom open.
I thought I could trust keeping her on a longer leash. I thought I could count on her to follow the unspoken rules laid out for her, but now, walking through the threshold of her room, my trust in her competence shatters.
Anger clouds my judgment as I emerge into the room, slamming the door behind me. The sound reverberates through the room, my sharp eyes scanning the familiar space as I continue my way through it until my gaze finds her standing in the bathroom with the door wide open, her s
