Chapter 42: Confrontation

[Cara]

“Cara.” He called softly, but I refused to listen to his voice, vehemently shaking my head as my palm ran up to the surface of my vanity, skimming through the corner.

Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that the sound of my own name would be so foreign in my ears while at the same time feeling so familiar and touching me in those intimate places inside where I shouldn’t be feeling anything.

“Cara—”

“Don’t you dare say my fucking name!” I badgered, anger sparking in me again, combusting into a fiery fury that quickly erupted into a raging inferno. As though a giant wildfire were sweeping through my entire being at an accelerating rate.

Heedlessly, he was about to close the distance between us, but I quickly grabbed the knife I had taken earlier from the kitchen and pointed it threateningly at him.

“Don’t you dare come fucking closer! I ain’t afraid to use this.”

I don’t know what kind of notion came into me and why I even thought of bringing it inside my room, but it is qu