Introdction

Mark took a step forward, his expression intense. "Lexie, don't make me choose between you and her."

Lexie recoiled slightly, as if the words themselves had struck her. Her eyes, filled with a mix of hurt and defiance, locked onto his. "Why? Because you would choose her?"

There was a heavy pause, the air thick with unspoken truths and simmering resentments. Mark looked away for a moment, his jaw working as he battled with his feelings. When he finally met her gaze again, his voice was low and resolute. "Yes. I would choose her."