"Stop trying to drive a wedge between me and Faye. No matter what, she's my wife. Even if you've got feelings you shouldn't have, that doesn't change anything."
Zane grabbed Ethan by the collar, his voice cold and threatening. "You couldn't take her from me seven years ago, and you won't be able to now."
I threw off the blanket, got out of bed, and walked straight up to Zane. Then I raised my left hand and slapped him hard across the face.
He stared at me, eyes wide in disbelief.
"Faye… you're taking his side?"
I looked at him, my voice flat, stripped of all warmth. "If I don't take his side, should I take yours? The guy who destroyed my hand? If I had known marrying you would end like this, I would've rather died than marry you."
"End like this?"
Zane's grip on Ethan loosened. The
