MALTHE POV
The unsaid threat dripping from Crystal’s tone chilled me to the core! I had relaxed when she didn’t turn as mad as I thought she would as soon as she saw me; but she had gracefully kept herself in bay; acting all grown up and s**t. But then she caught me off guard when she took Dimitra’s hand in a death grip; squeezing her already sore and swollen hands. I didn’t like that; even a bit. But whenever I was around Crystal I walked on eggshells; careful of what to say and what to do. She was the only one that ever made me so utterly unsettled.
And when I had unconsciously rubbed Dimitra’s tummy; she looked like she could punch a living life out of someone. I prayed non-stop that she doesn’t bolt from the table and just attack Dimitra. To my surprise, my woman kept her fears at ba
