Mark Of Distinction (Price Of Privilege) - Plot & Excerpts
But it was of no use. My shoulders heaved as my sobs deepened.“Julia.” The door handle rattled; then Isaac rapped again. “Let me in.”I turned over, hugging the pillow to my stomach, reliving the stricken look on Edward’s face as I turned my back toward him. It was worse than the one he wore the night I married Mr. Macy. I keened anew.“Julia, please. Open the door,” Isaac said. Then his voice lowered as he spoke to someone else.I closed my eyes, which burned. It was past three in the morning. Why couldn’t he leave me alone? I didn’t want him. I never wanted him again.The lock on my door clicked, and I buried my face in the pillow as the door groaned. Two seconds later, the mattress sank as Isaac crawled onto my massive bed. Wet, sticky strands of hair were brushed from my cheeks and tucked behind my ear. “You’ve not stopped weeping since we’ve come home. Enough.”I sobbed harder, turning my face into my curled fist.He lifted me and tried to pull me to his chest, but I resisted.
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