Don’t tell me what to do. Let go of me I said!” “No!” He exclaimed. His features turned dark and ominous. She wriggled in his powerful grip and attempted to free herself but it was no use. There was no sense in resisting, it was clear that he wasn’t about to let her go anywhere. Tanner could feel her struggle ease and as it did, his grip relaxed slightly. Towering over her by at least six inches or so, he began to speak and said, “Anabelle, do you think you are the only one that knows hurt, pain and disappointment in life? Trust me, you don’t!” Anabelle’s spine stiffened. No one ever talked to her this way and it wasn’t about to start now. She replied, “What the hell do you know about those kinds of things? Look at your life, Tanner! You have everything anyone could ever dream of - fame, money, power…” “That’s where you’re wrong Anabelle. My brother and I would give all of that up right now for the one thing we’ve never had.”
