My hand trembled and I withdrew it.
Silas's hands didn't stop, but he surprisingly glanced up at me.
I didn't look at him, nor did I care to anymore.
Silas got angry again and locked me in the bathroom.
There was a lot of noise outside that evening, along with strong winds and snow. I sat there and listened all night.
In a daze, I was jolted awake by a frantic phone ringing.
"Is this Miss Spencer? Your mother has been in a car accident and is currently being rescued. Please come to the Public Hospital immediately."
My heart lurched.
"Silas!"
I slammed my palms against the door, trying to drown out the sounds outside.
Silas opened the door, wrapped in a bathrobe. His loose collar revealed hickeys and the woman in his arms clung to him.
"What's wrong?"
"My mom … she was in a car accident. Can you please take me to the hospital?"
I knelt on the ground and begged him, tears welling up in my eyes, afraid he wouldn't take me because he was upset.
"Juliette, you didn't even bother making up a good lie. It's 3 a.m. in a blizzard. Normal people stay home. Did a car crash into your mother's house?"
Sue sneered, pointing at the dark sky and the heavy snow outside.