The room felt stifling as the argument raged on, the air thick with tension and unresolved emotions. Adrien's eyes blazed with fury as he fired another accusation. "You're just a little artist, Iris. You think you can replace me with someone like him?" Iris clenched her fists, her voice trembling with anger and hurt. "Don't you dare belittle me, Adrien! I've worked hard to build my life without you." Their voices clashed, each word carrying the weight of their shared history and the pain they had caused each other. It was a battle of wills, and neither was willing to yield. Adrien's anger was palpable as he took a step closer, his voice low and threatening. "You're mine, Iris. No one else can have you."