Caroline pov: The first few days of being apart were agonizing. I spent most of my time locked in my room, avoiding him. He stopped trying to get me to forgive him on the second night. I was making dinner when he suddenly came in, pushed me against the counter, and had his way with me without saying a word. I struggled for a while before giving in. I walked away when he was done, not saying a word. After that night, he was hardly ever home, usually stumbling in around midnight. I would stay up waiting for him, unable to sleep knowing he wasn't there. I could hear him drunkenly making his way through the house, trying not to wake me up, unaware that I was already awake. I couldn't sleep well either, constantly plagued by the same nightmare. I would wake up back at the cabin, chained to the bed, with everyone I met in Toronto, my father, Nathaniel's dad, Adam, and Natha
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