Rufus's eyes widened. When had he ever given up? He'd fucked up and then owned his own mistakes. He'd married Tuni and he had left the house to make right that wrong. When he'd known he couldn't support her he'd given up his career with Puddlemere and switched teams. But Sloane acted as if this had been his running away instead of facing the problem. But she didn't give him a chance to anything else before she tore out of the room. Merlin. The last time they'd had a fight like this she'd hardly talked to him for over a year.

The fight went out of his body as he flopped down on the couch, his hand running across his face as he admitted a defeated sigh. "Bloody hell." He pressed the heel of his hands into his eyes as if the pressure could distract him from the mess that had just happened.