My endurance is still better

Myra closed her eyes, refusing to watch the video any longer.

“Are you trying to tell me this isn’t you?” Sean hissed above her, clearly sober now.

Her lips tugged up into a bitter smile. “It doesn’t matter what I tell you. It’s not as if you’ll believe me anyway. You’ve convinced yourself that I was cheating on you from the moment you saw this video. What use is there for me to say anything else?”

There was a stubborn look in her eyes, and the blood flowed down from the gash in her forehead past her temples. The bright red color made her look even paler and more fragile.

He was regarding her with a pointed gaze, as if wanting to pierce a hole through her body.

A long time passed, long enough for Myra to feel herself growing numb beneath him. It was only then that Sean heaved himself off of her.

He glared at her icily and his eyes swept over her rumpled state with bare disgust. “I won’t touch you, Myra. I wouldn’t want to get my hands dirty!”

With that, he turned and walked out of the