ELIXA

CHAPTER 55

“Is something funny?” Catherine said and studied Tom's searching eyes. He was at it again. He was wearing one of those looks which say 'you have all the freedom outside, but not here.

Catherine shifted her weight. She hated those looks, she hated the fact that she had allowed him to use her like a stash bag all these years. She hated that he had the control and will and always tried to control her as if holding a magic wand that could create an invincible cage.

Tom coughed twice before gulping the last content on the bottle. Those looks in his eyes were still searching, waiting and perhaps judging. She was not his little princess anymore. She had grown into a woman, a tough one, and not something he could toy around with any time his whim was of course. Sauntering languidly, he tossed the empty bottle by the side, before walking forwards to stand beside her. He held that confident composure of his, with a glee imbuing the sides of his eyes. She had come begging for his help, even aft