Elena's POV
I gathered every might I had in me and pushed him hard. He staggered backward before regaining balance.
“Why are you being stubborn?” He asked faintly as he continued to walk towards me. I stood there, trying to cover my chest with my torn clothes. I looked at him with rage and walked backward as he approached me. I suddenly hit a stool and fell on the floor. I sat there on the floor looking at him in disdain when suddenly, a knock came on the door.
He turned back abruptly, making a cringing face and murmuring unheard words to himself.
“Who is there?” He asked with a harsh voice. Turning around and moving towards the door. I looked around to see if there was any knife or sharp object that I could arm myself with, but there was none. I looked at him from behind and I wish
