Behind me, I feel Ace tense—
Ready to pull me back.
But I keep going.
Because this—
This is where it ends.
“Yes, I do,” Daniel says, but his voice isn’t steady anymore.
“You don’t,” I say softly. “You’re just angry.”
“They took you from me!”
“I was never yours.”
That hits.
Hard.
I see it land.
See the way his grip shifts.
The way his aim falters—
Just slightly.
“You don’t have to keep doing this,” I say. “You can stop.”
For a second—
It almost works.
His arm lowers.
His breathing slows.
His eyes—
Clear.
Just a little.
“Tessa…” he says.
And I think—
I think he might actually—
Then his gaze flicks past me.
To Ace.
And everything snaps back.
Ace