Alessia's POVLuckily, it wasn't even close to being high, and I rolled over to the side of the table, knocking over a vase.He got up and was ready to pick me up. I acted fast, grabbing the broken piece of the vase and pointing it at him.He started to come closer, and I turned the broken piece of the vase to my neck. There was no chance I was winning in a hand fight.I wasn't strong.“Don't come any closer,” I warned. “Or I'll do it.”“Alessia, don't do this,” he begged.I pressed the sharp shard at my neck and groaned as it cut a part of my skin, drawing blood. He stepped back immediately.“Okay, alright. Don't. I give up,” he said in defeat.“I need you to swear you'll protect my kids,” I said, but he didn't respond.I pressed the sharp edge to my neck again, and he raised his palms, stopping me.“Fine. Goddamn it,” he hissed.He clenched his fists. Then swallowed. “I swear. I'll protect them with my life. Just drop it, please.”“If you stop me…” I said, but his response cut me ri
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