SARAH
The sharp crack echoes through the silence.
Aaron’s head jerks to the side.
The girl gasps with wide eyes, and I turn to her.
“If you don’t want to be next, I highly suggest you get the hell out of my house.”
For a second, she hesitates. I take one step forward to let her know that I will drag her across the floor with her cute brown hair if I have to.
Then, with a nervous glance at Aaron, she scurries toward the door, slipping out without another word.
I slam the door shut behind her.
Aaron barely reacts. He just stands there, rubbing his jaw like the slap was nothing but a mild inconvenience.
If one slap didn’t do the job, I can always make it two.
Rage churns inside me, bubbling dangerously close to the surface.
“You are nothing, you hear me?” I point at him. “If you think you are going to ruin everything we’ve worked so hard to build, you’ve got another thing coming.”
I can’t hold my tears back anymore.
“Why, Aaron? Why do you insist on bringing me down with you?”
Aaron lets out a low, bitter laugh.
“You’re a pathetic, insecure, jealous bitch, Sarah. Has anyone ever told you that?”
I blink. Is he fucking for real?
I’m done. Oh. I’m so done.
I shake my head, and a sour chuckle follows.
“That’s it, Aaron Connor. I’m done with you. I’m calling the lawyers.” I say it with a firm unwavering tone, so that he knows I’m not bluffing.
Aaron cocks his head. Then, slowly, he smirks.
“Go ahead. I dare you.”
I flinch. Not because of the words, but because of the way he says them.
He takes a step forward. I step back.


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