Her struggle

Seeing her struggle, his heart ached, which angered him. He felt disgusted, and if he could, he wanted to go back to the previous night and rewrite it. He got down from the bed without uttering a single word and scooped her up in his arms, which made her gasp in pain and shock.

"You, you monster, keep me down!" she yelled with an anger-filled voice. He didn't say anything and moved towards the washroom.

"What are you up to? Aren’t you satisfied with last night's torture? You want to torture me more?" She felt insecure around him, and the trust she had in him went upside down. Now she doesn’t even want to be under his shadow either. She hates him. He already understood her thoughts, and he knows it was his mistake. Her words didn't bother him anymore, so he took her to the restroom and made her sit on the stool there.

"I will be outside. Complete your work and let me know. I will come then," he said, turning around to walk out of the washroom.

"I don't need your help. I can do it mysel