Leone
She looks taken aback, her mouth opening and closing as she searches for a response. “You belong to me,” I continue. “And if you keep causing a rift, one of you will have to go. I won’t be a third wheel in my marriage or my friendship with Milo. So, what is it, Fallon? If I have to choose between you both, who am I choosing?”
Tears slip down her face as she looks at me, her eyes wide with fear. “I know it won’t be me,” she hiccups, her voice breaking.
I lean closer, my breath hot against her skin. “So, tell me, Fallon, are you going to betray Milo and tell me to choose you over him?”
She doesn’t answer, her eyes fill with tears she is trying and failing to keep at bay.
“Who am I killing?” I scream in her face.
“Neither!” she yells back, her eyes hardening as she holds my gaze.
