Aurora’s P.O.V
I’ve never seen Cy’s eyes look like that before, especially when looking at me, they’re filled with anger? Taking his eyes off of me he glares at Marcel as he storms into the café, pushing him with so much force that he hits the counter, hard.
“Touch her again and I’ll dislocate your fingers.” He says sizing him down. Pulling on his arm I try to get some distance between them but he yanks his arm from my grasp, turning to me he glares at me. I look at him shocked.
“Is this what you left to do?” I try to speak but no words are coming out. “This is what you’ve been up to all this time? Busy with this fool while I’ve been going crazy, not sleeping, not eating, looking for you. You know that I was worried about you, we all were but not you huh. ANSWER ME AURORA!” He yells
