Chapter 92

• Keera
• He ran a hand through his hair. "Ria came to my study yesterday. She confronted me about us," He informed, his words hanging in the air, heavy with tension. His jaw clenched, and his lips pressed together, as though recalling the conversation was painful. He broke eye contact, his expression darkening. When his eyes met mine again, the emotion in them was of worry. "She said she was in love with me, Keera." He admitted quietly.
• A dull roaring echoed in my ears.