MELANIE:

I jerk up from the couch when the front door opens and slams shut. Heavy footsteps fill the air before he even shows up, looking still as mad and a hand covering his nose. The trail of blood on them makes my heart lurch.

Oh God, they fought.

His eyes flick to me, burning with hatred. “This is why you were so eager to get back to the project?”

I gulp, shame washes over me.

“What is wrong with you? How can you even think of doing this?”

“I— I…”

“You ...