AdrielThe room went dead silent for a single, frozen second.Gloria stared at me as if she were seeing a ghost. Her lips trembled, her swollen eyes darting between my three-piece suit, my polished shoes, and the fury written across my face. She remembered a quiet, heartbroken man sitting beside her over cheap whiskey. She had no idea how that same man had just kicked down her front door.“Let go of her wrist, Marcus,” I said, my voice dangerously calm.Marcus tightened his grip instead, yanking Gloria hard against his side. A sharp cry slipped from her throat, her free hand clutching her stomach in sudden pain.“Stay back, Adriel!” Marcus barked, his eyes wild with terror and venom. He reached behind him toward the kitchen counter and snatched a long metal bread knife from a wooden block. “Take one step forward and I swear she gets hurt first!”Clara let out a choked sob from the corner, sinking to her knees beside an overturned lamp.“You're done, Marcus,” I said, keeping my hands l
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