_Celina’s POV_
While Calden thought about how he could make it up to his bitchy ex-wife, my mother and I were left standing on the sidewalk outside Remède spa. People walking by stared at us and whispered. I could feel their mocking glances.
We couldn’t go back into the spa, the stupid manager had ordered the security guards to watch out for us. Our names were probably already put on the blacklist.
My mother was lost in thought, while I touched my swollen face and felt angry. My cheeks still hurt from where that b***h had slapped me.
“Mum, what should we do now?”
My mother was confused too. She believed what Calden said about the Feymeres, but it was hard to think that Alpha Cyric would really fight for Zarelle.
Surely, a man in his position would have plenty of women.
