Chapter 11

Ryleigh attempted to remove her hand from Lucas's grasp, but his developing madness keeps him strong.

"Luke, I didn't do anything wrong—"

"Shut up!" Lucas yelled as he shoved her into the playroom.

When Lucas shut the door, he released her.

She shook her head. "I don't get you. It seems I've never done anything right—"

"Because you didn't!" he yelled at her as he stared. "You have never done what was right, Bela. Never! And I despise what I witnessed," he continued.

She shook her head and wiped her cheeks as tears flowed down them. "I no longer know what to think, Luke. Why not attempt to make this marriage work? Why do you refuse to give me a chance? Why don't you let me love you—"

"Because I really hate you, Rye. I loathe you. I detest you. You don't deserve a chance. I dislike the sight of you being happy and flashing smiles to another individual. I do not want you to appear as though you are not suffering beside me. I despise it when you're feeling happy, but I was the one initia