Katherine’s POV
We had just arrived home, and I barely had a second to breathe—let alone escape to my room—before Andrew’s hand shot out and grabbed mine, yanking me back.
“What the hell was that you pulled back there, huh?” he shouted, his voice echoing through the hallway as he turned to face me.
I flinched at his tone, stunned into silence. I tried to pull away, to flee before this escalated further, but he wasn’t having it. Without warning, he grabbed me again, harsher this time, slamming me against the wall.
“Let go of me!” I snapped, struggling against his grip, but he wouldn’t budge. His body pressed against mine, pinning me hard. I groaned, pain flaring across my back.
“You didn’t tell him to let go of you back there, did you?” he yelled, his breath hot and furious against my
