09-03-2021, 02:27 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-03-2021, 02:27 PM by Anne Carrington.)
"This evening..." said Anne, dabbing her eyes. "I came here because I am afraid to stay in his presence. Oh..." She gasped and sobbed. "He pulled my arm so violently it still hurts. And he was throwing things... I'm so afraid, sir...."