SLAP HER BACK

“Ethan,” I choked out at the sight of him. “How many times do I have to warn you, Leah, to stay away from Jennifer?” he said darkly. His eyes were hard as he sent me a disapproving glare. “This looks nothing like it seems. If you had come earlier, you would have…” “Enough, Leah. Just enough!” he roared, his entire form trembling with rage. He moved towards where I stood. His large hands wrapped around my forearm in a tight grip, and fingers digging into my skin enough to leave a bruise. “I have tolerated your disrespect for Jennifer so many times, thinking you would change,” he growled. His expression was one of disdain, his harsh breath fell on my face with every word he uttered. “A long time ago, I promised to give her an eye for an eye, to any bastard who dared to hurt her again. Now, Leah, you just had to hit her,” he spat venomously, making me flinch in his grip. “I know you don’t believe a word I say. But trust me, Jennifer is nothing like you think she is. She is pretentious, a