Mihir doesn’t come home until 2am. He purposely did it.“Oh, you waited,” he says.“Is this all part of your tiny punishment?” I say. “Try harder, Mihir.”He raises an eyebrow. “The least you could do is be grateful. I literally saved you from going to jail. Self-defense won’t help you. She didn’t have a weapon.”Just then, it hit me.“You hired them, didn’t you?” I ask and he smirks. “Was the whole accident scripted too? Is she really in the hospital or is she having her vacation in Ibiza?”“I thought you knew me well, Heather. Why would I waste my time and money to see you cry? Luck was just on my side.”My palms are balled into fists at my sides. He looks at them and frowns.My knees ache. I’ve been kneeling down for the past seven hours.“Who asked you to kneel down, Heather? I thought you'd gotten rid of everything I thought of you.”He takes a chair out from the arrangement at the corner of the room. He makes me sit while he crouches down to my level.He touches my collar bones.
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