Castriel’s POV
My grip around her wrist tightened as I kept dragging her out of the house. I forced myself to not look behind me at Amelia because I knew if I did that, I’d definitely stop to carry her in my arms.
“Y— You’re hurting me.” She winced as I kept pulling her, her other hand grazed mine and I froze, I hated myself for doing this to her.
I didn’t even want to, I just wanted everyone to think I was dragging her out of the house to go punish her, especially Liana.
“You should’ve thought about that before trying to hit her!” I yelled at her but deep within me, I was seething with anger at myself.
How did things get so messy?
I’d promised her that I was going to come back as the same man that had left her room and I intended to keep that promise until I heard screams and walked
