Chapter 70 Elodie

• ELODIE
• It had been ten minutes since he offered to cook for me. I sat on the edge of the kitchen table, my heart pounding as I watched him slice through the beef with the butcher knife. The distance between us was only two centimeters, but it felt like an unbridgeable chasm. I couldn’t take my eyes off that knife.
• I needed to stay alert, just in case. If he decided to swing it at me, I had to be ready. The thought made my blood run cold, but this time, I wasn’t going to cower. If he tried to harm me, I would fight back. I had to.