In the commotion of her run in with tall scary man, she had left her breakfast on the counter. She bit her lip and swallowed hard. If she started crying now, she wouldn’t have a chance to conceal her red eyes before she got to school. The only other time she had arrived at school with red eyes, everyone had that look of pity towards her. She hated that look. She breathed deeply and drove in silence. By the time Adriana pulled into her parking spot at school, she had totally forgotten the incident at the coffee shop. The day flew by and before she knew it she was packing up to go home. She stood in front of her desk and mentally went through the list of things she needed to get done tomorrow. She also went through what she had accomplished today. She had made all her phone calls and had finished up her report cards. It had taken her whole lunch since the computer program was acting up and the phone calls to parents had actually been more like phone messages. She figured she’d have to. She feared it would splinter into four. The element underneath her was rocklike and freezing. That surely had to be the floor. Her legs were knotted with an impenetrable material which she fathomed to be a slice of rope. Brandon. This was the first thought to transpire into her mind. He was the felon to blame for all this. Brandon? Mila babbled. She drew her face upwards. He was straightened up, monitoring her movements. His hands were enfolded across his chest, his eyes were tightened, well-nigh shut. The instant she begun snaking from him on the floor where she was sprawled, he wandered after her and wound himself downwards to say softly: I could have forced you on myself if I wished to. I shall not carry that out regardless. I am not a stupid jerk who assaults his wife. You are married to me, Mila. It is your obligation to consign me what I exactly crave. Now, I am going to tutor you a never-to-be-forgotten lesson. Try withholding from me my conjugal rights next time and you.
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