"Maybe you should just turn back time," Boma mumbled.
"What did you say?" Donovan questioned darkly.
She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. "Maybe you should just turn back time," she repeated with a cry.
"What do you mean by that?" he demanded, his brows furrowing deeply.
"You brought this upon me. This would never have happened if you had not forced me into your life."
His face registered fury. "I chose you as mine and that is that. You will cease to complain about this issue. Do you understand me?"
Even though she was frightened, she decided to speak out in resistance. Her chin lifted with defiance as she stared at him.
He ignored her defiant look. "I said, do you understand me?" he repeated.
"I do not accept it. I never really did, so let me go now. Release me. I-I don't—I
