Furious Confrontation

Declan’s heart pounded in his chest as he pulled into Nadine’s driveway, his knuckles white as they gripped the steering wheel. The engine growled to a stop, and he wasted no time exiting the car.

The cold evening air bit at his face, but it did little to cool the fiery rage coursing through his veins. His boots crunched against the gravel as he stormed toward the house, his fists clenched tightly