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READER'S POV

She woke up with a bit of a start that next morning all she thought about was the previous night and how it felt within her Soul, the fact remained that she couldn't bring herself to hate the man no matter how much she tried to, it just seemed out of the ordinary, something impossible.

She should end this madness now. She should turn around and leave as far away from him as she could, she saw the need to do that but still couldn't, perhaps she was enjoying this as much as he did.

She hears soft murmurs from inside, then the rattling of her straps, he was right towering over her with a smug on his face

She’s come all this way, and there’s no point in backing down now.

Soon after he was done he steps back outside, a cream-colored drink in his hands —

“Go take a shower,” he grunts.

He says it like a slur, as she walks away furious.

She was out of the cold showers In a jivy, she

dresses quickly that morning, throwing on a pair of fitted jeans and a jacket.

She walked to her