Unspoken Regrets

GENEVIEVE'S POV

"Genevieve, get in the fucking car."

His harsh command echoed in the cold night air, bouncing off the concrete pillars of the empty parking lot. The volatile tension between us thickened until it felt suffocating. I tightened my grip on the thick paper handles of the heavy grocery bags, the rough edges digging into my palms. I refused to let his dominating presence force me into