Jasmine
The tension in the room was palpable as Mason paced back and forth, his eyes never quite meeting mine. I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands clasped tightly in my lap, waiting for him to speak.
Finally, he stopped and turned to face me. "Jasmine, I... I'm sorry for what I said last night. It was out of line."
I raised an eyebrow, my voice cold. "Which part? The part where you called me a placeholder, or the part where you threatened to make me a prisoner?"
Mason winced. "All of it. I was angry and scared, and I lashed out. It wasn't fair to you. I didn't like you sticking your nose in my business."
"Your business?" I laughed bitterly. "Nothing about this situation can be seperate. We are married now, my threats are your threats. I am living a lie, married to a man I barely k
