Chapter 215

• ELORA
• I walked out of the room like a drunk ghost, barely able to hold myself together. My chest burned. Not from the sex. Not from the bruises he'd left behind on my body.
• But from the raw, bleeding truth that had just spilled out of my mouth. I told him. I told Rowen Grayson that I loved him. After everything—after the fight, the sex, the silence—I said it out loud. Like some desperate idiot who didn’t know how to shut the hell up.