Valerie's lips parted, and she asked, her voice laced with a mix of pain and defiance, "Why should I do that? You have a fiancée, an insecure one with a monstrous heart." She stepped forward, her gaze boring into the depths of Harry's eyes, her words dripping with accusation.
"Harry, didn't I just say I want a peaceful life? Zoey stole you from me eight years ago, tried to kill me six years ago, leaked my sextape, and ruined my life. Isn't that enough for you all? What more do you want?" Her voice cracked, and a lone tear slipped down her cheek, revealing a glimpse of vulnerability beneath her tough exterior.