I know he would do exactly as he said, and I am not ready to degrade. "Anyway, Everly, even though this body is hers and you are feeling weak, the brain is yours. So, just go in and see what you can do but remember not to apologize and don't bow in front of them," my heart suggested.
With a subtle nod to my inner self, I walked in along with Mike. The way he is dragging me has caught the attention of many people in the hospital and they were looking at me with concern or with pity. I don't know if those looks triggered the shame in me.
"Do you care to leave my hand? Your touch is quite irritating to me," I sneered, trying to hide the feeling of being ashamed by the looks. Still walking, he titled his head towards me and looked at me. I looked around, and within a minute, he left my hand, whispering, "I don't care what others would think if you thought to escape from me. Remember, you can't ever close my eyes and escape.
