“I am not a whore.” Elle snapped back as she feebly pushed against him. She stopped when she saw the hand raised, but then he tucked her behind her ear with a tender touch.
“Did you kill him?” she asked softly for she knew this was not the same man she went to sleep with night before. “Or have you been pretending all this time?” she asked as she looked up at him with sad eyes. “Please say you killed him…” she pleaded for if he had been Gabriel this whole time, Elle would never forgive herself for being so foolish.