~CELINE~
All men are that way, at least all the men I've known.
They hate it when things do not go their way, they get angry, they raise their hands and then they hit me. Because I'm never cautious enough, I'm never cautious enough around them.
Even on the days they ask me to feel free, even on the days I'm told to relax, I have to be cautious.
Because they're bigger, they're stronger, and I'll always get hit.
When Ragnar raised his hand, I knew I had crossed my boundaries, I had taken my plan a tad bit too far and I was about to face the consequences.
I intended to accept it as it came, but my reflexes and fear wouldn't let me stay still.
Ragnar's brows furrowed deeply, his hand still in the air and his expression was one of pure confusion, he didn't hide it.
From confusion
