I couldn’t believe that after seven years of being together, Carl would look at me this way. I had thought the hero who rescued me from my nightmares would have compassion for my suffering. Instead, he just wanted to exploit my gratitude and take advantage of my kindness.
I realized how foolish I had been to think that he was the one I was meant to be with, all because he had sweet-talked me into believing it.
But he didn’t even show me the basic respect I deserved. I clenched my fists in anger, grabbing the broom behind the door, ready to confront him. However, Leo's long arms wrapped around me, pulling me tightly into his embrace.
With a half-smile, his knuckles turned white as he gripped the doorknob, and he spoke slowly but firmly. “Mr. Lewis, if you don't want us here, there's no need to force us to stay. Let’s part ways with some dignity.”
Before Carl could respond, Leo slammed the door in his face. Through the peephole, I watched Carl kick the wall in frustration. He knew better than to lash out at Leo and ended up squatting by the door, smoking a cigarette instead.