She drew back sharply in the face of his fury. She wanted to explain that she thought it was a strangely beautiful relationship, but her brain wasn't supplying her with the words.
Especially not in the light of the second part of what he said. She felt herself grow cold with foreboding, though there was no way she could know what he was going to say. "What?" she whispered, drawing her knees in again and wrapping her arms around them.