JADE
My eyes water.
How could she say that?
I fist the skirt of my dress tightly, holding back the anger coursing through me now. They don’t know what I went through at the mercy of Sebastian.
No one knows what I had to face that day in labour, only to lose the babies I fought hard for seven months to keep.
“You have no right to speak about my loss,” my voice vibrates like the rest of my body as I grit the words out. “No f*****g right, Cleo!”
My outburst catches her off guard. Jade has been calm, letting you trample over her because she understood your pain.
But no more. She will get a fight out of me, like she so badly wants.
“Apologize this instant, Cleo Kamari, or I will drag you off to the Fae lord, unprepared or not, and be rid of you.”
Cleo recoils like a lashed puppy, n
