Caleb.
“What the f**k did you just do?” My voice tore out of my throat, raw and vicious, louder than I intended.
Amelia flinched like I'd slapped her, but I didn’t care, not in that instant, not when rage pulsed through me like wildfire.
Without thinking, I grabbed her by the hair and yanked her closer, using the strands like a rag as I wiped myself clean.
Her gasp hit the air, small, wounded, but I pushed through my anger with no restraint.
“Call Melissa in now!” I thundered the order so loudly I knew the guards outside would scramble to obey.
Amelia’s eyes went glassy, moisture pooling until it spilled. “I’m sorry, Caleb,” she whispered, voice trembling like a leaf in a storm.
And just like that, the anger wavered, only for a heartbeat. A sharp pang shot through my chest, cutting
