Daphne’s POV
Oh no… what do I do?
I stood frozen, my gaze darting between the two men. My heart pounded in my chest, my breath shallow.
I was scared of Reynold—of what he might do to me or Miles if I didn’t choose him. I had seen his rage firsthand when I arrived at the hospital the next day. He lost it. His own mother had to step in to stop him. I had never seen him like that before.
But… could I just ignore it? Pretend it didn’t happen?
On the other hand, I was married to Miles. And more than anything, I wanted to leave with him. I didn’t belong here.
But Reynold…
“Daphne, what’s taking you so long?” Reynold’s voice cut through my thoughts, sharp with impatience.
“I…” My voice wavered.
“This is stupid,” Miles snapped, his frustration boiling over. “You don’t have to choose. You’
