“She said…” I hesitated, the memory of Luciana’s smirk making my stomach churn. “She said hurtful things. Like you leaving whilst also placing a knife against my throat.”
His fists clenched at his sides, his entire body vibrating with barely restrained rage.
“That f*****g b***h,” he muttered under his breath, pacing like a caged animal.
I took a step closer, my voice trembling.
“Maybe if you hadn’t been ignoring me, you would’ve known about this. Maybe if..you had trained me earlier…then she wouldn't have easily taken the knife away from me. Maybe if you’d talked to me instead of treating me like some inconvenience—”
“Enough,” he said.
I flinched, the fire in his eyes making my breath hitch.
“You think this is easy for me?” he asked, his voice quieter now but no less intense. “You
