"You lied to me for two years, Evan. Two years. All you thought about was yourself when you found out." I took an angry step towards him, jabbing a finger in his direction. "You didn't even think about how I would feel to know the truth and finally be able to be with my family again. All you cared about was you, what you wanted, how you would've benefited, and how good you would've had it if I didn't know." Whatever space was between us was now gone. My finger was pressed against his chest and our faces were inches apart. He was taller than me, but there wasn't a huge difference. He did have to look down a little in order to maintain eye contact with me.
He placed his hands on my shoulders, gently pushing me back before things became out of control. I wasn't sure how long I had until I completely let all hell break loose within me; until I lost control of my emotions. "He threatened me. What was I supposed to do, Norah? Risk both of our lives? Our happiness?"