Chapter One Hundred Forty Two
The harsh, suffocating tension that had built up between us seemed to crack the moment the raw, bleeding truth left my mouth. I stood there, my chest heaving, my breath coming in ragged, uneven gasps as the echo of my words hung in the air between us, competing with the deafening, mindless thud of the club music. I was entirely spent. The anger that had fueled my sudden outburst drained away as quickly as it had arrived, leaving behind nothing but a profound, crushing emptiness and the heavy, burning weight of the tequila in my system. I lowered my head, unable to look at his face anymore, waiting for the next cruel word, the next heavy blow from his tongue that would completely finish me off.
But the silence stretched on between us. Even with the bass rattl
