Chapter 3

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He was inside of her apartment. She had grasped him so quickly that he didn't have time to adjust before he felt her slam him into the wall.

"You don't know a damn thing," She yelled in anger, hands still clenched on his shirt, "I haven't been avoiding you. I've been avoiding him. Everywhere he's been he's left a mark, something to remember him by. And know I can't get him out of my head."

There she went again, he thought, breaking down in front of him.

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Honestly she didn't know why she kept finding herself being so susceptible around Daniel. She couldn't pinpoint it but for some bizarre reason she felt like she could. Then it hit her, a surge of irrepressible emotions. The next thing she knew she had released him and her hands were now grasping at her sides. She swallowed, knowing that it would surely be coming.

This was where it was supposed to happen. Right now was when the tears should start rolling. But they didn't. She could try as hard as she wanted but she couldn't get one to fall if she wanted. She gave up. Leaving him to analyze what had just happened.

Regaining her bearing she glared at him straight in the eye.

"Now get out,' She said coldly, "You've got what you wanted. Why the hell are you still here?"

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He had finally taken a look around her apartment. The last time he had been in there it had been spotless and full of people. Now that he looked at it it looked like a mess. She had obviously cast her belongings to the floor when she had gotten home last night. It looked like a tornado had hit it with her Cavalli dress being the center target. He stared at it. This wasn't the Wilhelmina Slater he knew. He knew her, like so many of the other people, as a cut-throat bitch that never lets anyone in and would hire a bus to run you over if you got in her way. Now he stared at her seeing a completely different Wilhelmina. He stood there confused then the realization hit him. No one had ever really known her. The only person who had truly gotten close was Connor before he had betrayed her trust. Daniel didn't know what to say. No wonder she was like this. She had never shared anything with anyone before and now all those emotions were exploding all aimed at him.

He looked up at her just in time to see her glairing at him. She had obviously asked him something because she looked like she was waiting for an answer.

"Huh," He muttered. Wrong answer. She was mad now and he could tell.

"Get out," She snapped at him. He stood there frozen. With all those ice stares she through at him he was surprised he hadn't turned into a block of ice. She came at him pushing at him to leave. She had managed to get him to the door when he stopped.

"Wilhelmina I'm not leaving," He said as he removed her hand form his shirt. There were marks from where she had clenched her claws on him and he could feel them. He had stunned her. From the look on her face he could tell that she had no more strength left to force him. He had made her completely helpless and she hated it.

She turned away from him furious.