He grabs the lamp off the table, causing the cord to rip out of the wall before smashing it on the floor. Then he grabs a vase and breaks it against the brick. Why is his first instinct to break everything in sight? “Stop it!” I scream. “Hardin, you’re going to break all of our stuff! Please stop it!” “This is your fault, Tessa! You fucking caused this!” he shouts back and grabs another vase. I scurry into the living room and snatch the object from his hand before he can break it. “I know it is! Please just talk to me,” I beg. I can’t hold my tears back any longer. “Please, Hardin.” “You
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