"Shut up!!! Shut the fuck up!."I scream. My voice cracking loud enough that it echoes. "You ruined it."
For a second, his expression shifts from Confusion, then anger again, deeper this time.
"You ruined my only chance," I spit, tears burning my eyes now. "My only chance to make it right. To take something back."
His brows knit together. "What are you talking about?"
I point toward the empty space behind him. "Bring him back, bring him back right now."
He stares at me like I've lost my mind.
"You're not touching him," Zane says flatly.
"I didn't ask for your permission," I scream. "I asked you to bring him back!."
The room feels like it's spinning. I can barely breathe.
"I needed that," I say, my voice breaking. "You don't understand what you took from me."
Something in my face must change, because his expression hardens in a different way.
"I'm not letting you do whatever you wanted to do herr," he says.
"You don't get to decide what happens to me," I snap.
