“What are you doing here?” he says, his eyes searching my face. “I… I…” No words come out. There’s not a single excuse I could come up with, so I give up on the futile attempt to talk my way out of this one. “You don’t belong here,” he says in a growly reply. Silently brooding, he drags me deeper into the room instead of the way we came, and I find myself digging my heels in as if I could stop him. “Why not? I can go where I want!” I shout.
