Sage POV
"Sage, Sage, can you hear me?"
I can hear my husband's voice, filled with anxiety, as my eyes slowly flutter open. He looks relieved as I put a hand to my head and frown, turning to stare at the office, my body lying on the sofa. Confusion swept through me.
"What happened?" I rasped.
"You fainted," my husband said grimly, taking my hand "just after Sapphire left the room, don't you remember?" he asked, eyeing me carefully. He looked concerned. I blinked at him, feeling out of sorts, and then it came back to me.
I remembered. I remembered everything. Sapphire confronting us, the accusations she had flung, and the retaliation I had flung in response. I had humiliated her and what was worse, is that a small part of me had enjoyed it. What kind of person did that make me? I re
