I scream in anger, my voice shaking yet loud enough to echo in the room.
“You shouldn’t come near me anymore! She is your wife… your family… and I don’t want to come between you two!”
His expression hardens instantly. In a second, he strides toward me and grabs my arm tightly, his fingers digging into my skin. I wince, but he doesn’t loosen his grip.
“Stop talking nonsense,” he says coldly, his eyes locking onto mine. “You don’t get to decide what matters and what doesn’t.”
That only fuels my anger more. I try to pull my arm back, but his hold tightens.
“I don’t get to decide?” I snap, my voice rising. “Seriously? Whenever you feel like it, you force yourself on me and I’m supposed to stay quiet?!”
His jaw clenches. For a moment, there’s a dangerous silence between us.
“Hazel…” he s
