Chapter 311 That Time Someone Drugged The Glass Cups

• Elizabeth’s pov
• The minute I manage to swallow down my sobs and get through to the bathroom, I stripe myself bare of all clothing and get under the shower.
• The warm water cascading down my back. I cant tell if I am still crying or if by now my eyes are dry but I do know that my mind is filled with muddled thoughts, stolen kisses, innocent confessions, his feral instincts, his fucking, his love making sessions, his unsolicited and sweet compliments.