Chapter 9 Leave My Name Out Of Your Mouth

• ROSALINE.
• "Let go of me, you brute!" I yelled breathlessly, engulfed by his strong scent as Gerald carried me out of the bar.
• The room still spun like I'd just gotten off a rollercoaster; the only difference was, my life was the rollercoaster this time. Fighting against his grip only made my nausea worse, so I submitted to it, letting him haul me into his car like a thief who'd had the opportunity to rob the Central Bank.