Elliot Monroe gently pulled her fingers off his waist.

"You need to get some rest."

Liora Bennett felt a wave of resentment rise in her chest, but on her face, she looked soft, fragile, and just a little pitiful.

"But... I'm scared," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I don't wanna stay in this room all by myself..."

She lightly tugged on his shirt, giving it a little shake.

"Will you... stay with me? Please?"

This time, though, she didn't dare throw ...