Samantha’s POV
I was about to attack Trish but Miggy was faster than me. He gripped my wrists to prevent me from hitting her again. His actions made the anger I was feeling inside fueled me even more. He chose to defend her, and that was painful enough for me, far more painful than the words he told her.
“Please, Sam, let her leave out of this,” Miggy said through gritted teeth, the apology in his tone being replaced with anger, and that was all it took for me to punch his nose causing him to fall down on the ground.
“Leave her out of this?” I shouted. “How could I, Miggy? How could I when I gave my full trust to her, loved her as my sister, and here you are telling me to leave her the fuck out of this? Tell me!”
Trish screamed as she rushed towards Miggy, pushing me aside. She didn’t even bother to cover her naked self.