A love unscripted
"Let's see who they believe. The woman with a sealed record and a history of manipulation or the one lying unconscious in a hospital bed.”
Tori's smile faltered. She stood slowly, her eyes narrowing. “This isn't over, Connel. You think you can exile me and that's the end? I know things - about you, your father. About Vienna.”
“Then talk,” he said, stepping forward. “But for every word you spit, I'll bury you in silence.”
She stared at him like she didn't recognize him anymore - and maybe she didn't. The Connel from Vienna was gone.