Chapter 66 Fire And Promises

• Rachel POV
• I stood in the doorway, arms crossed like a barrier between me and him, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “Took your dear little fiancée home already, love?” The anger burned in my chest, each word sharp as a blade, ready to cut.
• Jeremy frowned, confusion etched on his tired face. “My dear fiancée? What are you talking about?” He took a step forward, his hand reaching as if to grab the doorknob, but I held my ground, blocking the entrance.