He opening the doorshe gliding through ahead of him then stopping so he can get the next. Philip is easily accepting his own role. Companion, protect...r, lover. Without even thinking about it. She seamlessly entered his life as if she were meant to be there. He guides her to the middle bay by guiding her around his work truck. Parked nose facing outward in the closed space. The Tesla Model X is smoke gray. He opens the door for her to slide into the rich black and red leather interior. She’s. He bought flowers, made dinner, bent over backwards in saying how sorry he was. I forgave him - he was my life, how could I not? That happy moment didn’t last, and as the drinking got worse, so did the violence.“I think the worst was when he would take his frustrations out on my sexually. After a few drinks, he’d force me into humiliating positions, and take me whether I was ready or not. Sometimes I was dry, and it hurt so bad I would start bleeding. Then he’d blame me for not doing my job -. "You are beautiful Elizabeth..." I soothed. "You are beautiful. Don't you ever forget that."She hiccupped and asked, "Don't you think Amber is more beautiful than me?"How I hated these trap questions. "You are both beautiful." But is she prettier than me?"I glanced at Amber, who just nodded encouragingly. "Why should it matter one way or the other?"E-Beth quivered in my arms. "Because I have to know. Did you not want to come back to me because you thought you'd gotten the prettier roommate?". But I paid them back later, and they forgave me."The King stood up in indignation. "And you think that your neighbour is able to forgive you?! This is a crime against ME, not your neighbour!"Morgan cleared his throat. "Your Majesty, I may have been mistaken this time. It is clear that this slut has no loyalty towards you, and initially lied straight to your face about this. I have also found in every case that has come before me that if a person is willing to admit to something without duress,.