Chapter 74

Since the call cut off abruptly, Marceline had been sick with worry over Delilah. Curtis stepped in and grabbed Delilah's phone. He tossed it aside before grabbing her by the chin. Already on the edge, she turned away from him. "Don't touch me." He gave her cheek a mocking pat. "Marceline, I told you. Don't think you can get rid of me. We're in this hell together, for life." She nearly laughed, especially when she caught the flash of pure hatred in his eyes. "Curtis, shouldn't you be with Jenna right now?" "I will be, soon enough. If I'd married Jen, my life would be a thousand times better. You ruined me, Marceline." The moment the words left his mouth, Marceline's eyes twitched. She held back her tears, fists clenched tightly. Curtis cradled her face in his hands, his expression calm. "You ruined me, and now you think you can just walk away? Do I look like someone you can just toss aside?" "Curtis, you're insane." He let out a low, bitter laugh before biting down on her lip