Chapter 101: Come with Me
Sarah
I stop retreating. Something shifts inside me, a fierce protective instinct, not just for myself but for my baby. I stand taller, squaring my shoulders.
"I don’t remember anything and you are not welcome here."
He laughs. "Such spirit. You always had that, even as a little girl. It made things... interesting."
My stomach turns at his words, but I don’t let my disgust show. "What did you do to me, Rodrigo? Did you hurt me when I was little? Are you afraid now that I am older, I will tell my parents about that?" I ask.
Rodrigo’s smile falters, just slightly. He takes a step closer, but I don’t move. Not this time. I won’t give him the satisfaction of seeing me scared.
"You don’t remember," he says slowly, almost thoughtfully. "But you feel it, don’t you? A pull. Somewhere inside, you know."
I grit my teeth, forcing myself to breathe steadily. "What I know," I say through clenched teeth, "is that I was a child. And you were a grown man who had no business being near me. So, if you did anything, you better start praying. Because I will not let you anywhere near me or my child."
His eyes narrow. "So dramatic. It wasn’t like that—"
"Then tell me what it was like!" I snap. "Because from what little I do remember, it was wrong. You were wrong. And if you think for one second that I’m going to be scared into silence, you’re wrong again."
Rodrigo’s face darkens. "You’re making a mistake, Sarah. You don’t understand the consequences of accusing a man like me."