Nora's POV

“Shut up!” He yelled, standing to his feet.

He looked menacing in that position as he towered over me with rage emanating from all his pores but as hard as I tried to, I couldn't stop myself from crying.

Maybe I should keep crying and drop dead from dehydration. I hoped that was possible and kept forcing myself to cry, even though my body was spent and just wanted to curl up and die.

“Will you shut up?” He roared again.

I sniffled and clamped my lips shut, forcing myself ...