Izzy’s pov
I didn’t expect Tristan to do that.
But when he held me, I didn’t push him off. I allowed him to hold me like I was really something to him.
Part of me hated it. Part of me wanted Killian to see it. To feel it. Pride was a poison and yet… I swallowed it anyway.
Killian was just standing there. It was like he was going to explode. His hands were in fists. His jaw was so hard that I thought his teeth might break. His eyes were burning so hard.
And then, without saying anything. He stormed off. It was as if he stayed here for one more minute, he might lose his patience and get into a fight.
And worse… I was going to be on Tristan’s side. And that would definitely break him.
“Killian—” I almost called after him. My lips parted. My throat ached. But Tristan held me even ti
