"Just shut up, Jake! You’re not saying a word to her! I cheated, yes—so what?! After everything I’ve done for her and her family, you think this changes that? I provide for her! I work my ass off every day! You tell her, and she’ll leave me—I love her, damn it! Can a man have a little fun after all that?"

Jake, your brother, stood firm, jaw tight, eyes locked on Ryan. He knew telling you the truth could hurt you, but he couldn’t let Ryan manipulate everything behind your back.

"Ryan… this isn’t about fun. It’s about respect. About honesty. You’re crossing a line," Jake, your brother, said quietly, his voice steady despite the anger simmering beneath.

From the kitchen, you heard the shouting and a sudden thud. Heart racing, you ran to see what happened. Jake, your brother, was on the floor, half-supported by Ryan, your fiancé, who plastered a smile on his face.

"Hey, sweetheart!" Ryan said, too cheerfully, masking the tension. "We just had a little disagreement. Jake got a bit… unbalanced. But really, he’s fine. Nothing to worry about."

Jake, your brother, glared at Ryan, your fiancé, his expression saying everything he couldn’t voice in front of you. You felt the unease in your chest, as you didn't like to see them fight.