EVELYN's POV

"Don't touch me." I spat, when Harrison ran a hand down my face, and I turned away from him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Evelyn." Harrison said and rose from his crouching position and then he let out a heavy breath, "You know, there was a time when all you truly longed for was my hands against your skin. You were my woman, and I was your man."

"That was before I knew the kind of person you truly were. Now the mere thought of breathing the air you breathe all but nauseates me." I spat ...