Chapter 101. I Think We're Lost

"Right." William snarled and grabbed his jacket from the dresser, knocking over a glass pitcher in the process. He stared at her as if he didn't care that he brought glass shattering to the floor beneath them. His boots cracked over each shard as he stepped closer. "I don't need a pathetic maid to be at my side anyway."

She watched him leave with tears burning the back of her eyes. They threatened to escape and name her as weak as she felt in that moment-but she did her best to hold them in while he slammed the door closed. Did he expect her to fall at his feet as all the women he's had before had? Did he expect her to be another... pet for him to play with until he decided he was bored and sought out a new one? She was no one's property. She was a person. He may think he owned her, but she had spent every day for the past five years trying to work against that. He would not unravel it for her now. She refused to stand at his side as something for him to toy with. He hadn't mention