Chapter 90

• Melody Reese
• As Draven carried me out of the guest room, I chuckled bitterly and then pressed my lips together in a thin line. I could feel Draven's confusion in our bond, trying to understand me. He must have been waiting for me to crumple on my feet, but there was no way I was ready to cry for a man who was that selfish. I wondered if he sat down and thought about how his suicide would affect me.
• "It's enraging how he took an easy way out," I spat, shaking my head, as Draven just tightened his hold on me, listening.