LAUREN'S POV

I stared at him, breathing heavily, my hand still tingling from the force of the slap I’d just landed on his face. It wasn’t premeditated — I hadn’t even realized my hand was moving until it had already struck him. It was like the rage inside me took control, like something deep within had snapped.

This was the first time I had ever raised my hand to Ethan. In all our years together — through the highs and lows — I had never done anything like this. And judging by the ...