Looking at the blood on the white sheets, Lauren shook her head in frustration. She couldn't believe how he just left her like that and stormed out of the room furiously. It was embarrassing.
Sitting on the carpeted floor while leaning on the bed and staring at the moon through the window, she folded her legs and hugged them, putting her chin on the top of her knees. She was in a white nightdress now, her hair flowing down her shoulders and back messily.
After her mind wandered into a pool of thoughts, she sighed.
She understood it now. Alec was aggressive and impatient in bed, so he didn't like doing it with inexperienced women who knew little to nothing and who couldn't cope with him.
Still, he could have handled the situation better. His anger was too much and it was unreasonable.
Or perhaps… he felt some guilt deep down.
