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She was mine by right, by history, by everything we'd built together before I'd destroyed it. My hands clenched into tight fists, the knuckles turning white as my fingernails dug into my palms hard enough to draw blood. Small crescents of pain bloomed where my nails broke skin. I could feel one of the stitches on my ribs pop from the tension, a warm trickle of fresh blood seeping into the new bandage, but I didn't care. The jealousy was a living, breathing monster inside my chest, clawing at my lungs and squeezing my heart until I thought it might burst. It consumed every rational thought, every survival instinct, leaving only raw, primal possession in its wake.

Heat surged in my face, my cheeks puffed, I nearly burst into laughter… but he’d kill me if I did. “Are you jealous of me?” I asked, trying to read his expression. He raised an eyebrow coldly. “I told you before, this isn’t jealousy… it’s possession. You… belong to me.” I coughed sharply, choking on the word. “Belong to you? I belong to myself.” I whispered angrily, folding my arms over my chest. His eyes darkened, he grabbed my waist with fierce strength, making me shiver.

Jealousy surged within me, an uncontrollable fire threatening to consume my senses. My grip tightened on the steering wheel as I watched them, my mind inundated with irrational thoughts. I wanted to storm into that restaurant, to pull Lyza away from that man and claim her as my own. It pained me to see her with another, even though we had not yet established a formal relationship. The possessiveness within me reared its ugly head, a primal instinct that yearned to mark her as mine. In the depths of my jealousy, I found myself engaging in a heated conversation with myself, my voice tinged with possessiveness and longing.

My breathing became shallow and rapid. "Elena?" Ethan's voice rang out amidst the sound of water. He sounded like he was smiling. "Do you want to shower?" he asked. Flustered, I quickly left. My heart was pounding in my chest. Since when had he known how to tease like that? Due to the earlier incident, the atmosphere in the dining room had a slightly suggestive atmosphere to it. "Elena." Ethan's handsome face suddenly loomed closer. I instinctively shrank backward. "There's some jam on your collar." As he spoke, his finger grazed against my collarbone.