Shattered Sanctuary

Darius almost never raised his voice at me anymore. Not like that. Not with frustration bleeding through every word.

He scrubbed a hand over his face, then looked back at me, eyes dark and exhausted and furious all at once. “You think I’m standing here, okay with this? You think I’m not picturing someone in Tessa’s room every time I close my eyes? You think I don’t want to tear this entire house a