“Stay. Prove the rest. Don’t you dare tell me you’re done.”
Ethan caught my wrists and gently pulled my hands away from him.
“Riley, enough.”
Before I could argue, he moved away and collapsed onto his side of the bed. He let out a tired breath, then reached for the pillow.
I stared at him in disbelief. “Are you serious right now?”
He closed his eyes. “Please, Riley. I’m exhausted.”
“Exhausted? That’s your excuse?”
He didn’t answer.
I sat up, pulling the blanket around myself. “You were the one who wanted to prove something. You were the one who got angry when I questioned you. Now you’re acting as if I’m asking for too much.”
“Can we talk about this tomorrow?”
“No, we cannot. I need you right now. You always want to talk tomorrow whenever things don’t go your way.”
Ethan turned
