Elizabeth felt both hurt and frustrated by Sawyer’s apparent rejection of her. Francesca had warned her that he might not be comfortable around her while she was like this for a while; but being told to expect it didn’t make it any easier.
He hadn’t moved his hands – she was still effectively imprisoned and unable to move away from him. She didn’t know if that was deliberate or not.
He closed his eyes for a moment in an apparent attempt to regain some of his composure.
“I haven’t felt like this since the day I first saw you. If I give in to the way I feel now, every torturous moment I went through to better myself after what I did will have been for nothing. It will show me that I am the same person underneath it all; that I am as bad as all the others, incapable of being anything but a
