He fixed me with a steely gaze, his face twisting into a scowl. 'Tell me, who was in this room before me?' he asked, his voice more dangerous than ever.
I could feel my heart hammering in my chest, and my palms began to sweat. I knew I had two options: lie and face his wrath, or tell the truth and face even worse consequences.
I gripped the back of my neck, my fingers digging into my skin. 'No one,' I forced out, my voice shaking.
He took his time getting up from the bed, his eyes never leaving mine. As he stood, his shadow seemed to grow, until it felt like it was looming over me. He approached, and his heavy breathing filled the room. When he spoke, his voice sent chills down my spine. 'You think I'm a fool, Hazel, but I'm not.'
My heart was beating faster than expected and it easil
