Teddy's brow creased as she spoke. "Yeah, well you clearly didn't fight hard enough!" he growled, rolling his eyes and looking away from her. What they had was special, or so he thought. They had a bond stronger than just magic, or so he had thought. He was questioning eveything now.
He turned away for her, staring at the door frame for a minute, anger seething through him again. "I would rather have died than hurt you like that, Vic," he said, shaking his head. "You let him fuck you, then you came home and boasted about it. I can't just forget that."