Reina’s POV
The call had ended, but the sound of my own words still echoed in my head. I will scatter it all. My chest burned with the weight of it, my hands trembling as I clutched the edge of my bed. I had not planned to break like that. I had not planned to let Ariana hear the anger, the pain, the truth of how I felt. But the moment I heard her voice on Julian’s phone, sharp and proud, something inside me snapped.
I begged her. Begged her like a fool to let me speak to him just one more time. I wanted to hear his voice, to remind myself that he was still human, that he was still the man I once knew. But instead, she spat her claim to him like a brand, telling me he belonged to her. And he… he said nothing.
I pressed my palms to my face, dragging them down slowly, trying to steady mys
