Millicent
We sat in tense silence, the weight of everything unsaid crushing me. The clock on my wall ticked loudly, each second another moment I didn't tell him the truth.
"I should go," Abel said eventually. "Let you rest. Process."
I nodded too quickly, too eagerly, and saw the flash of hurt in his eyes. But I needed him gone. Needed space to think, to figure out how to tell him everything without destroying us completely.
"Monday?" I asked quietly as he stood. "Back to normal?"
God, I sounded pathetic. Desperate. But I needed to know if I still had a job, still had time to figure this out before everything exploded.
Abel dressed in those ruined clothes, and watching him cover up the marks I'd left made something in me ache. By Monday, those marks would fade. We'd wash away the evi
