RHYSAND
"Ms. Hayes is the exception. Always," I said, my tone sharper than I intended, and Rosa flinched.
I didn't bother to apologize, ignoring the flicker of fear that crossed her face as she twisted her fingers tightly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Rhysand, I… I didn't know… I thought—"
"I'm not paying you to think so deeply," I cut through her excuse coldly, letting my disappointment darken my words. "I thought you were smarter than this, Rosa. It appears I was wrong."
She flinched under my brutal words, and her eyes grew red and wet as though she was about to cry, but the moment didn't come as she quickly closed her eyes and exhaled.
When she looked up at me, gone were her impending tears, replaced with a determined look. "You are right, Mr. Rhysand. I didn't think. I assure you it won't hap
