MONIQUEThe sound tore out of me like something primal, something I’d buried for years. And this time, the driver listened. Tires screeched as he pulled to the side of the road. My pulse was pounding so hard I thought my head would explode.Ryan finally turned his gaze on me, dark, furious, like he couldn’t believe I’d actually dared to fight him. His hand twitched, like he wanted to strike me again, but I leaned closer, my face inches from his.“Do it,” I whispered, my voice trembling but clear. “Hit me again, Ryan. Hit me, I know you're itching to do it.”Ryan closed his eyes, holding both his hands together as if he was speaking to a higher power, forcing himself not to do what was clearly his first instinct.I smiled. “I thought so,” I turned back toward the door, opened it, and then pulled out the card the police had given me and my purse. My voice rang sharp as I shouted to Ryan,“I am going to the police station and reporting you for assault.”I got out just as I heard Ryan op
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