Vanessa
I stood frozen, unsure of what to do. My instinct told me to run, and I made a break for the open entrance. But before I could reach it, Richard caught up to me, his hand gripping my arm so tightly it felt like he might rip it off. "You whore!" he spat, his voice thick with rage. "You have been making a fool of me!"
The pain was unbearable, and I screamed. Liam rushed over, drawing the attention of all the funeral guests who were watching in shock as the scene unfolded. Liam managed to pry Richard's hand off me and stood between us. "Stop hurting her," he demanded, his voice firm.
Richard let go of my arm, but his anger shifted to Liam. "You traitor!" he shouted. "You smile in my face and sleep with my girlfriend?" His fist flew before anyone could react, connecting hard with Liam's face. Liam staggered, clutching his cheek, which was already turning red.
"Stop fighting, please!" I begged, stepping forward.
