Choice
“Let me go!” Arabella grappled with the man who was carrying her.
Bill didn’t speak. He continued walking in the direction of the master bedroom then he suddenly tossed Arabella to his bed.
“Ouch!” She cried out. “You…you!” She stammered then she quickly got up as she felt her blood was boiling with anger. She stormed towards him and pushed him strongly on the chest. With him, she always felt that she had no choice in everything. That she had no control over the things in front of her.
“Don’t order me around!” She pushed him again violently. With every push, Bill took a step backward but he didn’t dodge. He let her push him freely.
“You are so domineering! You say what you wanted! You do what you wanted and you get what you want. What about me? Huh?! What about me?!” She pushed him again harshly.
The atmosphere was filled with intense inquietude. With the anger in her heart, she had no plan to stop.
Bill didn’t reply.