Chapter 53

I don't know why I let my guard down last night. I can't let that happen again. I can't trust him, or myself, to let my emotions take over my mind again. I need to put my walls back up. I need to guard up and protect myself.

You are a drama queen, Belle. You always act whenever needed. Did you forget that? Today's the same as other days. Just start your drama.

Act as if you don't care. Act as if you are not embarrassed…even when you are. Act as if the last night was just the result of your sexual desires and does not mean anything to you. All you have to do is just…act.

Putting the same badass bitch facade on my face—which I always put to hide the real emotions on my face, I turn to see Mr. Wilson. There's an evil smirk on his face; and my eyes land on the red purple marks on his neck, that is obviously given by me.

“Why did you slam the door?” I growl.

“So that you don't run away from here,” he retorts.

“Move your hand. I need to go.”

“I won't. I need you to eat something and ta