An immediate demand
The confrontation escalated quickly, and he demanded I leave the house immediately. ‘Get out!’ he barked, pointing toward the door.
‘I don’t want you here anymore.’ His words were sharp and final, like a door slamming shut. I grabbed my things, my heart pounding in my chest.
As I walked out, I glanced back at him, seeing the mix of anger and desperation still contorting his face.