Inside our luxury car, Evan was holding my hand, but he did not say a word.
We had been together for a long time, so of course I knew he was unhappy.
"Evan, I can explain what happened today. I didn't mean to keep it from you. You were abroad, and I didn't want to bother you with something so trivial. And about our son getting hurt… it's my fault. I failed to protect him."
Before I could finish speaking, he pulled me into a deep, domineering kiss. It was so intense that I could barely breathe before he finally let go.
"I'm not angry about that," he said. "What I'm angry about is that you've never truly treated me as one of your own. You should have told me earlier. I would have handled it better."
He exhaled softly, then continued, his tone gentler now.
"Alright, I've said what I nee
