TMUW 20: Flashback

I pursed my lips, unable to believe what I was heard.

"Hey!" I shouted, irritation making me follow him. "Am I a dog to you?"

He shot me a harsh look. "Can you fucking shut your mouth?" he snapped, mirroring the frustration I was feeling. "What else are you doing here? I said, leave," he repeated.

I chuckled, growing more irritated. "I'm not your dog. You can't order me around."

I tugged at his arm, trying to pull him back, but he winced in pain.

"You have a wound again," I said.

He just glared at me before heading to the kitchen. "It's none of your business."

"Yes, it is! You're still my husband, Lucas. We're still married on paper—"

"Exactly, Aurora! Just on paper. Don't act like you care for me because you never did right from the start! I don't need your pity at all."

"If I didn't care for you, why would I voluntarily tend to your wounds every time you come home with bruises, stab wounds, and nurse you back to health even when I have work?"

"And now you're throwing what