Dexton and I sat facing each other. I deliberately kept my distance so that he wouldn't cross the line. I still felt the fear, which often came every time I faced him, but as Tabitha said, I had to do this.
I didn't know where she got the idea that I had to take revenge. I had already told her everything about Mr. Levy, who saved me before Gerald and Dexton could rape me, and also about Dexton feeling for me. Tabitha didn't care. She believed there were many ways to express or show love, not through bullying or abuse.
I tried to control my breathing so that Dexton wouldn't know that my heart felt like it was about to burst out of my chest. Being this close to him right now caused me to feel anxious and confused in a problematic way to explain.
I couldn't possibly fall in love with him because I knew exactly how my feelings for Mr. Levy differed from those for Dexton.
