*Leonora*
"Okay fine. It was Claire."
It was like my world stopped. No sound, no movement. Nothing. I waited for him to laugh and tell me it was all a joke. I wanted to hear that he was just trying to get a rise out of me but nothing.
He just stood there, one hand in his pocket, the other stretching the back of his head like he hadn't just done one of the most shattering things in the world. It wasn't just the things he said, it was the way he said it like I was just an object for his personal use. I was meant to be a rag doll that he can play with whenever it pleased him. Like I wasn't a person.
"I need to leave." I said, trying to go around him but he blocked me. I walked back to the middle of the room and sat down on the chair. I rubbed my hands over my face, wishing that he hadn't said anything. He walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, watching me.
