"Cedric.." her voice was steady, she tried to control her fear. He stood in front of her, his blank gaze watching the window.
Raindrops hit the panels, rolling down slowly with the sky rumbling. He knew she was at the door before she knocked. He wasn't ready to face her
He was running the entire conversation through his head. It was dumb; his paranoia was affecting him, knowing that defending herself was not a big deal. It will help him sleep better knowing she was less vulnerable but yet all his mind went to was the madness he felt when she left.
He could only think of it as a move for her to leave him because who wants to stay with a crazy psychopath? He was dangerous not just to her but himself. What if he loses control of her and hurts her?
Maybe Sabrina was right. She was best away, but the thought of that felt like he was stabbing himself right in the heart. When did he get this hopeless?
