Proven Right

Tara couldn’t understand his anger. She’d done everything she could to follow his wishes. She’d done nothing to shirk his authority or will.

After such a stressful evening, Tara wasn’t sure if she could do this. Between her struggles to stay reasonably rational and her twisted enjoyment of what he did to her. It culminated into her, finally crumbling into a blubbering mess.

Tara could no longer convince herself he’d change his mind and face the fact she was too far in over her head and her world now was unrecognizable to her. No one but Eddie ever truly wanted to keep her around, and now Cal was the second.

She couldn’t stop crying, especially when Cal halted whatever this was. Play or punishment and sat her up.

Tara cried herself into exhaustion and faded into sleep. When she surfaced again, it was still the wee hours of the night, and she was in bed. Cal lay beside her with his arm, holding her back to his front in a spoon shape.

Tara felt drained