“Why are you bothering with that?

She just wants to turn you against your own family.”

“Get out of my way,” he said.

“Zachary—”

“I said get out of my way.”

He rewound fifteen minutes and watched his ex-wife walk into the bedroom and provoke me.

He heard every word she’d said — he doesn’t love you, you’re just a free maid, leave before he throws you out again. He watched Tristan shove Chloe to the floor and seize her by the hair.

He watched his ex-wife lunge at me and stumble on her own.