Valkyrie
I slammed the door shut behind me, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath.
The image of Tasya kissing and clinging to Ragnor haunted me, burning like an open wound in my mind.
I leaned against the door, willing my legs not to give out beneath me.
How could he let her touch him like that?
I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms as the memory of their embrace replayed in my head.
"They were both in that place, just the two of them? Why didn’t Ragnor choose a backyard instead?" I murmured to myself, anger boiling in my veins. Furious didn’t even begin to cover it.
I never thought Ragnor would be so stupid as to let Tasya manipulate him like that.
Clearly, it wasn’t just a hug. They kissed. Tasya always longed for Ragnor’s touch, and as a woman, I kne
