𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: Attempted suicide, verbal abuse, mention of revenge porn and rape. Please be cautious upon reading this chapter.
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Dante stared at her in disbelief and dropped his jacket.
"Excuse me?" But it sounded more like he was demanding an explanation.
"Let's break up," Evangeline repeated, more determined than ever.
"What a random topic to bring up, Evangeline," Dante said in amusement. "Are we seriously doing this right now? I literally just woke up—"
"Yes," She interrupted with a no-nonsense tone. "You killed my dog, Dante."
"Correction, the shelter did. Not me." He said smugly, standing imposingly in front of her. "And just because of that, you want to break up with me?"
He laughed, clearly belittling the gravity of the situation.
"It's just a dog, Evangeline. Calm down."
"'It's just a dog?'" Evangeline repeated angrily. "Brownie was my friend. My family! And you killed him!
