"You need to take your hands off my fiance," the guy said as his eyes reflected his emotions of rage.
"I dare you to call my wife as your fiance one more time and you will have it from it," was my reply as I held Juliette by her arm while she kept on struggling.
"Stop it!" She screamed irritated whilst still trying her hard to remove her arm from my hold.
"Let go!" Her voice was shaking at the end and at the very moment, my heart ached for the pain that I was knowingly causing her. I knew my hold on her was firm, too tight that would surely leave a new amount of bruises on her arm but I was too selfish and most importantly scared to let her go. What if she disappeared from my sight once again? No...