Killian's Pov

“Fuck!” I cursed, slamming my hands on the wheel as her words echoed through my head and the pain from the morning punch bruise reawakened.

I clenched the steering wheel tightly, trying hard to steady my breath as I glared at it.

She knows.

She knows now.

I bit hard on my lower lip. I shouldn't have gone. I should have remained here. My fists clenched harder. I only wanted to apologize, to tell her that I shouldn't have laid a finger on her and never will, but ...