Ryker
I watched in silence as the car drove off with Alice alongside the bodyguards until it was out of sight. The night chill dug into my skin as it disappeared from sight, against my face, I could feel the sliver of her touch.
I reached out but didn't dare wipe it. This was supposed to be normal.
Yet for some reason all I could think of was the fading sensation on my cheek. The same one Zerah slapped back then during the party, glaring at me with an intensity.
What else did she say back then? Yes, that I had ‘disgusting opinions’.
My jaw clenched. There was something wrong with me to think of them in the same length.
Alice was my fiancée. Zerah was nothing.
I shoved every other thought aside.
Amidst the events of today, one thing stood clear. I couldn't let this matter betwee
