Aurora's POV
The room felt like it was spinning. My chest tightened as the reality of what Greg had just done began to sink in.
The asshole just offered me up like some kind of bargaining chip, and the fact that the Lucio guy accepted without hesitation made it worse.
I clenched my fists, trying to keep my breathing steady.
I hated Greg. I hated his arrogance, his recklessness, his inability to care about how his decisions affected me.
As the crowd started moving, clearing the floor for the fight, I couldn’t stand there anymore.
I pushed through the people, ignoring their jeers and whispers, until I reached Greg. He was standing calmly, his face unreadable, but I could see the slight tension in his jaw.
“What the hell were you thinking?” I whispered, grabbing his arm and pulling him
