★Cassandra★
Timothy’s fist connected with Nathan’s jaw so fast that for a moment, my brain could not even process what I had seen. One second, the door swung open. The next, Nathan stumbled back, his hand flying to his face, shock written across every line of him.
“Timothy!” I shouted as I grabbed his arm before he could swing again. “Stop!” Timothy was shaking with anger, breathing hard, his eyes fixed on Nathan with a fury I had rarely seen in him. Nathan looked stunned, hurt, not just physically, but I did not give either of them a chance to speak. I pushed Timothy back and stepped between them. “That is enough,” I said sharply. Timothy clenched his jaw, but he did not fight me. He took a few steps back, still glaring over my shoulder. I reached out, grabbed Nathan’s wrist, and pulled
