Brandon watched as his only remaining patron was hauled away by security, and he completely lost his mind. He lunged at Chloe, clawing desperately for her hand, but she twisted out of the way before he could even graze her skin.
"Chloe, please, just let me explain…"
Staring down at his panic‑stricken face, all she felt was bitter irony.
"Brandon, after everything that's come out, what else is there for you to even argue about?" she asked, her voice flat. "Are you going to tell me that you love me? Or that Natalie tricked you into it? Let's cut to the chase. You just loved the ego boost of having two women fight over you, and the dirty, forbidden rush of sneaking around behind my back."
She raised her arm and jabbed a finger at the still‑flickering digital image on the projector screen
