Regret Came Too Late

Ed seemed to understand what she was trying to say. His grip softened as he gently wiped her clean.

"I like being with you like this," he murmured.

Grace was completely drained of energy, but she could feel his kiss moving up from her foot. Terrified, she instinctively shifted backward.

"It's... It's dirty."

Who kissed that part after they were done?

But he wasn't listening. His head remained buried in her.

Grace turned her head away, the sound of his actions ringing clearly in her ears.

Just then, her phone rang. She didn't want to answer it and didn't have the energy to do so.

She tried to push him away, but he was too forceful.

The ringing continued, and before she knew it, she had accidentally pressed the answer button.

Yancey's voice came through the phone, "Grace, where are you? I've been ringing your doorbell outside for ages, but no one's answered. About that accident..."

Grace couldn't even hear him anymore. She had accidentally answered the call, and she wanted to hang up, but her fingers were limp and unresponsive.

Her toes curled, pressing against Ed's shoulder. In the dark, every sound seemed amplified.

mind was a whirl of confusion—for a brief moment, she thought maybe it wouldn't be so bad if they just stayed like this, in

and took full advantage, his movements growing bolder, almost as

cut through her thoughts, and she shuddered in

"Mm... stop."

in his arms, gasping for air. Her

really liked the scent on him, something only he had a faint,

voice grew colder, more menacing. "Grace, what are you

for the phone, which had somehow ended up somewhere on

throat was hoarse,

but he seemed to know what she was thinking. In

"Don't look," he whispered.

noises, something felt off.

a

his body in an

you seeing another man? Grace, how

the noise, her brows furrowing. "He's my

hold back the cruel

be doing? Are you lying there, letting him have his

expression darkened, taking a deep breath. "Yes, but that has nothing to do with