C18 The ONE

I waited, holding my ground.

“You say you want me to leave…” He inched closer until I could smell the peppermint scent of his breath. “Yet you stand in front of the door, Merry.” He placed a hand on either side of my head and leaned over me, proving his point about the door.

I retreated a step and backed into the solid metal frame. I knew what he was suggesting