I hissed, pacing up and down the hall as I gripped the phone. "Don't turn this, Dom. It isn't a question of her not trusting you or anything like that. How would you feel, huh? If Faith was the one lying in bed with another man?"
There was a pause and although I could sense the frustration, it was in heavy breathing alone as he wasn't talking now.
"Eliza says she's pregnant, Dom. Pregnant! And not only did you let her in your house, you're acting like that's okay—as if you agree with her!"
"I did it—” he raised his voice, “I did it because I had to," he growled, then brought his voice down to barely above a whisper. "I let her in because I need to keep her close. I need to watch her, Raina. I don't have any proof yet."
"You think Faith is going to buy that?" I threw back, getting loud. "That's not how this works! You can't just presume she'll get over it, down the road, when you've degraded her like this in front of her peers."
"Raina," he started, his voice oozing impatience, "it's not like that—
"No, Dom," I cut him off, anger bubbling to the surface. "You don't do this to your wife. Not to Faith. If you know what's good for you, you'll send Eliza out of that house right now."
I was nearly shouting into the phone now, my temper getting the better of me, when Ava's small voice sliced through my fury.
"Mommy?" she ventured hesitantly from a few feet away, eyes wide. "Is everything alright?"
Immediately, I dropped my hand, brought the phone down to lower it and pasted a smile on my face. "Yeah, baby," I said in a soft tone, crouching down to her level. "Everything's fine, sweetheart. Go back inside and stay with Liam. I'll be there soon, okay?"
She hesitated but nodded, her small shoulders sagging with relief. As she disappeared into the room, I brought the phone back up to my ear, ready to continue arguing with Dom when a knock on the doorframe interrupted me.
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