"Where have you been?" Eric asked, glancing at his watch in an exaggerated fashion. "You finished your performance at eleven. It's now after midnight. Where have you been?"
It seemed he was already aware of her whereabouts, and he just wanted to hear it from her.
Facing him, Hadley calmly responded, "You know the answer, don't you?"
"I need to hear it from you," he said, his tone cutting through the silence like a sharp knife.
Without warning, his hand reached out, gripping her chin to turn her face toward him.
He closed the distance between them, his flawless features looming just inches away.
His voice then softened to a whisper, asking, "Where were you? Who were you with? What did you do?"
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