Chapter 82 The Fracture

• (Lupita’s POV)
• “I should’ve seen it coming,” Ronan grumbled, wearing a hole in my rug as he stomped back and forth. He looked like he was about to punch a wall—fists balled, jaw clenched so hard I could practically hear his teeth grinding. He wasn’t mad at me, but damn if it didn’t sting all the same.
• I just sat there on the edge of the bed, fingers twisted together so tight they might as well have been glued. “You think I invited this? That I wanted Selene to humiliate me in front of you?”