Chapter 51

• *Dante*
• The blood in my veins ran cold.
• Her question hit me like an unexpected punch, and I froze, my fingers tightening slightly around her waist. Did she just ask about Stella? My mind was stuck, caught in a place where I couldn’t decide whether I was angry, hurt, or just confused by her asking in the first place. How had she found out about Stella? I'd been trying to control my obsessive thoughts of Stella, and she'd just made them rush back. I could feel her shifting slightly in my lap, waiting for an answer, and it only made everything worse. Her question echoed in my head, as if the words were crawling into my skin and making it itch.