2014/Amelia's POV
Before I could even process Darren's accusation, Adrian moved.
His whole body tensed, his muscles coiled, his fists tightening like he was ready to beat Darren into the ground again. He took one step toward him…
And I reacted without thinking.
I threw my arms around his torso from behind, pressing myself against him, my hands clutching at his hoodie. "No," I pleaded, my voice urgent. "No, Adrian, stop. Please."
He was still rigid, still shaking, but I felt him hesitate.
"He's not worth it," I rushed out, my voice desperate. "Just let him go. Please."
For a moment, I wasn't even sure if I was getting through to him. I could feel how angry he was, how much he wanted to hurt Darren again. But slowly–so, so slowly–his shoulders dropped, his fists loosen
