Leila's POV
"Do you think you could opt for him over me, Leila?" Dominic's voice came low, yet vibrated at a pitch that my heart went into turmoil in my chest. I pressed my back against the wall, trying to shrink in the shadows, but there was no escaping him.
"Dominic, please," I started, "It's not what you think…"
"Not what I think?" his eyes flashed hot with anger and pain, and my breath hitched. "You kissed him! You shared secrets with him! You slept with him in his mansion while I was fighting for my life!"
"I didn't know what to do..." My voice hiked with desperation creeping in, "You were gone, and I-"
"Gone?" He took another step closer into my personal space, and his presence overwhelmed me, choking, "You were supposed to wait for me, Leila. You were supposed to choose me!"
"I didn't want to hurt either of you!" I start with a sudden burst of emotion overflows.
Dominic's jaw clenched. "And now you think you can just run back to him?"