I am Not Your Villainess

g else in Marcus' s eyes,

xer me

form, then around the room,

ailed this part, his

He didn't panic in the

h a chilling

touch impersonal. Confi

began

tains as best he could,

the bedspread, s

red painkillers, puttin

e buzzed

ed, his voice

awford. Says she doesn'

pa

ll keep her

hun

rony was a silent

ain, a strange exp

here an ancient, hulking ice machine stood, a rel

hadn't worke

a low hum started. Incred

ice bucket, chip

ith ice, the machine

bucket back t

king the ice a

erva

This was Marcus, improvising, his m

problem to be managed, not

oman who

rough the thin fabric of my clo