No Contact, Now Regret
“I’ll still marry you. Don’t you think you’re being unreasonable by throwing away all our years together over Danny’s one little comment?”
Breaking free from her grip, I murmured, “It’s over, Kyra.”
Kyra clenched her fists. “All this over one comment?”
At this point, I couldn’t be bothered to argue. I nodded. “Yes, that’s right.
“You can take back the promise to keep me safe. We’re even.”
Kyra seethed with rage, her eyes bloodshot. After letting out a scoff, she pulled Danny inside.
While marching past me, she said icily, “Just make sure you don’t regret this. I don’t give second chances.”