chapter 35

Marabella “Speak, Marabella! Where’s that fucking confidence gone now?! You had no problem flaunting Jonah in front of me like some whore, and now what? You are too fucking scared to speak?” Kyan screams in my face, his grip on my arms becomes bone-crushing as he shakes me. I push him, trying to make him let go as my own anger rages through me. Kyan growls as he is forced to let go. “A whore? You have the audacity to call me a whore when you just kissed that skank in front of me for what you think I did or didn’t do! I kissed someone I love!” I spit at him. “So you know how it fucking feels! Funny how offended you fucking get when the tables are turned! Do you think I enjoy seeing you with Jonah? Do you have any idea how much that fucking hurts?” He grabs both my arms, his hands shake and the heat of them burns my skin. His grip is painfully tight, making me cry out. “Probably the same way it hurts not being wanted by the one person who is meant to want you! The same way it feels every