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The stench of alcohol clings to David's breath as he leans in close, his words slurring together. "You think you can just come and go as you please? I'm your fiancé, Lena. You belong to me."
I recoil from the venom in his voice, my heart pounding. "I was just out with some friends. I told you I would be out earlier."
His hand lashes out, gripping my chin in a viselike hold. "Don't lie to me, you little slut. I saw how that guy was all over you at the club."
Fear coils in my gut as I realize he must have followed me. "David, please, you're hurting me..."
