CHAPTER 77: THE WARMTH OF HIS BREATH

Allison's POV:

The ground slipped from under my feet upon hearing that. I couldn't blink my eyes or speak anymore and instead kept looking at him in shock. Soon after as Neil curled his fingers up to firmly hold my hand, my senses snapped back and I flinched, withdrawing my hand away from him in anger. Turning to look at him, I breathed in anger while he lowered his eyes.

"Allison," Jacob started.

"No, just—" I raised my hand, halting Jacob, and took a step back. "Just don't—don't speak, okay?" Gulping, I tried to process everything he had said, wondering if it was a dream and Neil wasn't really there. Unfortunately, he stood right in front of me, and Jacob had indeed ordered me to marry him. What does he think of himself? I shouted in my mind, breathing heavily with anger as I glared at Jacob.

"What the hell did you say?" I asked him and he took a breath before stepping forward.