"Elena? Is that really you?" came a voice I recognized all too well. Daniel, Elena's ex-fiancé, was standing behind us, looking annoyingly confident and smug. The sight of him made my blood boil.
Elena turned around, her face paling at the sight of him. "Daniel... What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing," he said, stepping closer. "But it doesn't matter. I've missed you, Elena."
I could see the discomfort and tension on Elena's face. She didn't need this, not now. I stood up, positioning myself between them, my gaze fixed coldly on Daniel. "She's with me now," I said firmly. "Leave."
Daniel looked at me, then back at Elena, a sneer forming on his lips. "I don't care if she's seeing someone else. Elena, you know we belong together. This... arrangement you have can't be serious."
"It's very serious," I said, my voice low and threatening. "And she's not interested in you anymore."