C10 CHAPTER TEN
He steps out of the car when we reached his house. I can't even call it "home." It feels more like a prison.
He slams the door on me before I could step out nearly hitting my fingers. If he did, the pain would be unbearable. He did that unconsciously and the thought of what he's going to do to me on purpose makes me shudder.
I open the door on my own and get inside