I laugh, the sound small, and broken. “Stop lying, King. It all matters, she matters, when she hurt herself this morning, you looked like you could die. You wanted to talk to me and yet when she screamed...” I trail off, unable to tell him how he chose her over me.He flinches, “She was bleeding.” He says, “I wasn’t fucking her, I was helping her. Would you rather I have left her bleed out?”I want to say yes.But that's too selfish to say out loud, too childish, too jealous. I don’t want to embarrass myself again, but I can’t help how I feel. So, when it comes down to us, the three of us? I will always fall short of composure. I slowly shake my head.“She hurt herself. I reacted. That’s all it was, I would have done the same for—.”“That’s enough,” I argue.“I’m not going to touch her,” he repeats, this time firm and loud. “Not in any way that I touch you, not ever again. The second I decided to marry you, everything else ended. I will never cheat on you with her.”I want to believe
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