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The room went silent.
Bianca’s eyes went wide, her mouth opening and closing like she couldn’t quite believe what she’d just heard.
And honestly? Neither could I.
Reid stood in the doorway, his face calm and unreadable — but there was a sharpness in his voice I’d never heard before. A quiet, controlled anger that sent a shiver down my spine.
“Is there a problem?” he asked, his eyes never leaving Bianca.
She recovered fast. “We were just talking.”
“Funny,” Reid said, his tone ice. “It didn’t sound like that from where I was standing.”
I wanted the ground to swallow me whole.
I hated this — the attention, the confrontation, the fact that my husband had to step in because I couldn’t seem to fight my own battles.
But at the same time, I couldn’t look away from him.
Reid wasn’
