CELINA'S POV
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Sean looks at Logan, and then at me, and then back at his boss as if he was about to piss himself, and f**k me-- I would be thrilled at the sight of it, but what's more satisfying is Dalia, standing there, chest rising and falling in panic, eyes wide and wild, as if she didn't know if she should run or not. "What did you say?" Sean asks, and then looks at me with a look of betrayal. "Sean," Dalia's voice is soft, a plea or a warning, I don't necessarily care. I hold Sean's stare, and look into his eyes, the eyes I've loved for three years, and there's this big hole in my chest where there used to be love and trust and appreciation.
"I said..." Logan steps forward, and then continues walking straight to me, "How dare you speak to my lady like that?" The word lady came out
