An Act

Mariela's POV

"Archer, please, stop!" I yelled, and when I jumped into them, they both stopped, and I could see both faces had bruises. Blood is on the left corner of Archer's lips, and he looked daggers at me as I held Kent's hand.

"You have no right to kiss, Ella, Kent." He growled, and he pulled me towards him while Kent didn't let go of my hand.

"Says who? You better let go of Ella since you have no right to claim such. Are you even on your right mind, Archer?" Kent asked with anger. I knew this was the first time I saw them fight each other.

"We promised never to fight over a girl, and now this is happening because you kiss my wife," Archer responded, and Kent laughed.

"You have no right to call Ella your wife, Archer, for heaven's sake. You were trying your best to hurt her any chance you could get. A husband should take care and love her wife, and not the other way around as you did to Mariela." Kent said.