CHAPTER 7ENDLESS STUPID ANGST
NAOMI
I was braced, I thought, for his reaction. I expected screaming and hurling about of things. I half-expected him to beat the tar out of me and breach anyhow. I was braced for that.
His eyes hurt to look at, like claws ripped across my face, but I couldn’t look away. He didn’t speak, or even breathe, only a choking gasp. His every muscle seized up like a fist, flinching away from my hand as if it burned, or was filthy beyond toleration.
He choked again, an attempt to inhale that came out as a scream, or the beginning of one, but he dissolved into shadow and was gone before it could finish. I staggered at the sudden cold cut-off silence, as if I’d been plunged into water, deep cold dark silent.
I started crying. Because I wanted him to stay. Even if h
