Annabel's POVIn a millisecond, he had taken my gown in his hands and torn it to shreds. I panicked, my hands holding his broad shoulders to keep him from leaning in."Myron, get off me!" I gave a quiet scream, not wanting to wake my kids however Myron was beyond control."Not today, Annabel!"He took both my hands and pinned them above my head. My eyes widened as I stared up at him, frightened."It's been three years," he groaned, "Three long years Annabel. I thought after what happened with Scott all you needed was time. I have given you time yet you keep drawing away from me! What do you want me to do?! Just tell me. What do I do to make you love me?!"The room became so silent, that I could hear my own heartbeat. I bit my lower lip before I spoke.Tearing my gaze away from him, I said, "Let me go, please." After a moment of hesitation, Myron got off me and walked out of the room slamming the door with a thud. I stared at my damaged gown and even though I felt like crying to let
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