Duncan's voice wavered, heavy with desperation. "Cammy, please… just give me this chance. Let me explain everything to him. If you want, we can do it together. But please… he's the only family I have left."
His words struck a nerve, sharp and unforgiving.
Cammy's breath hitched. Her stomach twisted violently, a surge of nausea rising in her throat.
Her eyes darkened as she took a slow, deliberate step toward him.
She nudged him on the shoulder, poking angrily, and violently.
"Your only family left?" she echoed, her voice trembling with a fury that was barely restrained.
A bitter laugh escaped her lips—sharp, hollow, and dripping with disbelief.
"How dare you say that?" she seethed, her hands curling into fists at her sides.
Duncan flinched, but she wasn't done.
"I was your family too, Duncan. I was your wife. I chose you. I loved you. I built a life with you. And what did you do?" Her voice cracked, but she pressed on, her anger drowning out the pain.
