Grasping my shoulders tightly, he yanked me upward, his grip firm and forceful. His eyes blazed with a mix of anguish and shock, their intensity unsettling as his trembling lips struggled to process the betrayal he had just discovered. A scorching gust of his breath washed over my face, causing me to instinctively squeeze my eyes shut in fear.
My body stiffened, held captive by his aggressive grasp that only tightened further. Beads of sweat dotted my forehead as I met his gaze, the anguish within them forming a crimson pool that seemed to engulf his eyes entirely. His hands squeezed my shoulders with an unyielding force, eliciting a choked noise from my constricted throat.
"Sorry," I managed to speak slowly, my voice quivering with trepidation.