We went home and Desmond held a pissed look on his face all the time. I feel like I am going back to my nightmare. Like, what happened between us before leaving is nothing but my illusion. Dread filled me up and the urge to go back to that time or to back to La Corte mansion rose in me. Mr and Mrs Corte are so nice. They took great care of me. They are so different from Desmond. We went home. I went to my room and took a quick shower. I forgot my clothes outside. I wrapped the towel around me and quickly locked the door. If Desmond...