Nora’s POV
“I don’t want to get married anymore,” I answered quietly, avoiding Nathan’s eyes. His familiar scent filled my senses, making it harder to breathe.
He slammed his hand against the wall above my head, and I flinched again. I had seen him angry on multiple occasions, but it was never like this.
He moved away from me and inhaled sharply.
“When did you decide this?”
“This morning,” I replied quietly again.
“What happened that made you take such a big decision without even talking to me?” he asked, his voice rising an inch. “We had an agreement.”
“That agreement was supposed to start today,” I shot back, my tone coming out a little harder than I had intended. “I have every right to leave if I wanted to,”
“And humiliate my family? Humiliate me? And destroy my career?!”
“
