Emily's POV
Marco's eyes burned with a fierce rage, his grip on the ring tightening until his knuckles turned white. I felt a knot form in my stomach, the fear of his reaction paralyzing me.
"I'm sorry, Marco," I whispered, the words barely audible over the pounding of my own heart. But I can't keep risking my life like this. I... I'm done."
I held my breath, waiting for his response, hoping beyond hope that he would understand my need to prioritize my safety, even if it meant sacrificing our relationship.
But as Marco moved closer, a flicker of hope ignited within me, believing he had finally seen reason. But my hope turned to horror as he lunged forward, his hand wrapping around my throat with a vice-like grip. Pain shot through me as his fingers dug into my skin, cutting off my brea
