His eyes hit mine again, jarring me with their sudden anger, and he moved forward, insisting on caging me in with his fists on the tabletop.“You want to talk about that night? The night you almost got yourself killed? What do you want me to say, Anna? Would you like to hear how it was the worst bloody night of my life?

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