Chapter 67

Chapter 67 He Has Been Good to Her

Tella found herself reminiscing about her childhood. She used to be terrified of thunder.

One night, when Alchand was away, a violent thunderstorm struck, and she had huddled at the foot of her bed with tears streaming down her face.

Suddenly, Dominic burst into her room and said coldly, "Come sleep with me tonight"

That was why, despite his hatred for her, she always clung to him. She remembered the few times he had been kind.

He had been kind, but now she wanted to move on, both from him and from her pain.

""Mr. Miller, you're back..."

tense atesphere Dominic, with a

his shoes and went straight

pale. "Ms. Jones, I'm so sorry. I didn't

okay. He's just drank. You should go get some rest. It's

upstairs bella noticed the doce was and

dap of thunder shock the house. Her heart sank to her

was certain he was genuinely drunk, even though he didn't appear overly intoxicated. How she She gently closed the door behind him and returned

cower in the corner of turbed, but she still

intermittently for over an hour before the rain began to fall in a steady drizzle. Despite this, thender continued

found her earplugs and

a chons of birds only to find that her explues were nowhere

outside her window. She must have been away during the spring when they bust their nest. Now, their young had hatched, and the alr was filled with their cheerful chips. She hadn't sonnything like this since she was a child living with her mother in

and sunny, she sat up and sweiched. As the blanket slipped off her, she caught a glimpse of something pale in her peripheral vision. Her yown was cut short as his eyes widened an astonishest,

forgotten to shower. The scent of us body wash lingered on him, though he had forgotten to get dressed and was

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