~CELIE’S POV~
In between the beaming Cillian and a debilitated Egon, I stand like a shield with every intention of taking my husband away with me. Not appreciative of the unbendable sauciness of mine, he makes a rather futile attempt to scare me, “You might’ve gotten rid of your old useless, skittish self, but do you really dare to believe that it will be enough to save this scabby loser you call your husband?”
Lacking the necessary forbearance, I surrender to the provocations, “You are attacking a faultless person even when it is me who you really desire. It just goes on to show how you're incapable of good sense, Beast!”
With strange imperturbability, the man does his best to further nettle me when he says, “You could’ve done better than that, for I am sure you will not get more chanc
