I zoned out, trembling and nails digging into the arm of my throne. For how long, I had no idea. Not until Chase squeezed my hand tighter and his breath fanned my face. I hadn't noticed that he had moved from his throne and was cradling my face in his. I had completely lost it.
How could she? How could Bella tell such lies? How could she do that to me? How? Why?
I blinked, willing for the sadness to stay put. This wasn't time for me to be sad. I had no such luxury. Bella doesn't deserve such feelings from me. If she could lie so blatantly before me, what use is pitying her?
"She's lying," I murmured, my eyes desperately searching Chase's. "I did no such thing. I swear, I..."
He kissed me, cutting the words off in the process. "I know," he whispered back. "I know. I never doubted you. A
