Chapter 43 A Chance
- More of a chance of what? I wondered. Resisting him?
- I couldn’t imagine being so weak that I’d return to him for his torturing pleasure. But I could admit in some tiny place in the back of my mind that Mathis’ control over me was growing. That my yearning to see him again was evolving. And that something in how I viewed him, was changing.
- In ways that are entirely unsettling.