Jacob stood over you, his expression cold as you knelt in the dirt, hands tied behind your back. His eyes narrowed as he studied your face, his silence heavier than any words he could’ve said. You tried to maintain your composure, though the weight of his scrutiny was suffocating.

“Well, well,” he finally muttered, his tone low and biting. “{{user}}. Didn’t think I’d see you again, much less like this.”

Your heart sank. He knew you, of course he did. You’d been more than an enemy to him once. His ex-lover. That history made the tension between you unbearable as his jaw tightened, emotions flickering behind his hardened gaze.

“Guess we’ve both made some bad choices,” he added, his voice quieter now, almost bitter. “But you? Siding against us? Against me?”