The sound of her voice broke the haze around him. Neven turned on us and pointed at me, fury striking the air. "You f*****g w***e, don't you dare lay hands on her again!"he barked, voice breaking on the edge of something worse as he added, "And stay the f**k away from my uncle, or I will f*****g kill you!"
I met him without flinching. "Then kill me now," I said, flat and daring. "Because I'll go back to his place if I want. I'll see him again." And as he didn't respond, I steadied my grip on the suitcase, swallowed the lump in my throat, and kept my voice steady. "You made your choice, Neven. I made mine. Now let me go."
His chest rising and falling like he was holding back the urge to destroy something else."Where the hell do you think you'll go? You don't have an f*****g even have an a
