Chapter 37
- SARAYA'S POV
- I stumbled down the stairs, my legs barely holding me up as my chest heaved with broken sobs. The image was burned into my mind—Arlan, half-naked, scrambling out of bed, while Matilda stood there in nothing but her panties.
- “Saraya, wait! Please, let me explain!” His voice chased after me like a ghost, hollow and meaningless.