Kael’s P.O.V
“Who’s that with Axella?” My mother asked me, and while I wasn’t meeting her gaze, I could the laser pointers her eyes were pinning me to the spot. Why would mother casually ask me questions about Axl? Did she know what happened between us?
“What do you mean, mother?” I gulped a large amount of my drink and continued moving my head to the subtle music.
“I am asking who is he?” I followed the direction her index finger pointed towards and my chest tightened when I saw who Axl was dancing with. Jerome. Her dumb Fiance.
My hands tightened around the stem of my glass. What the f**k? I’d barely left them and she was already in his arms. f*****g disgusting.
“Why should I know?” I replied coolly, relaxing my grip around the glass so mother wouldn’t notice.
“I have never seen Ax
