“About what? How you broke our promise? Or how you ripped out my heart and tore it into fifty pieces? Or was it the part where you gave me no choice in any of it?” I demanded, my temper rising as I shoved my coffee cup between the two couch cushions behind me to keep it there. He tsked. “You think I wanted it to be this way? I had no fucking choice.” “Bullshit,” I snarled, dropping my shield in favour of shoving him in the chest with a gust of air as my anger spilled over.
