Zoe POV

I surge into the room, rage propelling me forward faster than thought, and my hands find Sergio's shoulders—still slick with sweat from our earlier fight—and I shove with every ounce of strength I have left, sending him stumbling backward and away from the woman who's now gasping and choking on the floor.

I step between them immediately, putting my body in front of hers like a shield, and when I speak my voice comes out harder than I've ever heard ...