Diana's POV
Jorge turned just as I reached him and Skye. My fists was curled so tightly that my knuckles were white. I didn't stop to consider they were talking intently about where we had to go and allowed my fist to fly the second I reached Skye. Searing pain filled my hand when it connected with Skye's jaw but I placed that pain in a box and ignored it. "You knew he was there the whole time! What happened to being honest with one another, Skye?" I yelled at him. Marco grabbed me by the shoulders trying to pull me away.
"You knew how they treated me. How your parents treated me." Tears filled my eyes as hot fury expelled from me in waves. "Knowing that Marco is the only person who knows me better than anyone, even down to my own family, you still decided to keep that information from m
