I looked straight into his eyes, my voice filled with total exhaustion. "You act exactly like a spoiled child, Desmond. Anyone with an actual brain in their head can easily see that you really have a massive mental issue. Did I honestly do something bad just by speaking the absolute truth to a stranger?"
I could see the pure, blinding anger running across his features. I turned my back on him, preparing to walk away toward the exit, but before I could take a single step, he lunged forward. He lifted my body up in a sudden, tight bridal style carry and marched straight out of the restaurant. I twisted my torso and kicked my legs, trying with everything I had to pull away from his grip, but his hold was like iron and he still wouldn't let me go.
He marched out to the parking lot, threw
