DARIAN
A knock lands heavy on my door.
“Darian,” Adrian calls, sharp and unrelenting. “Open up.”
I swing it open, irritation flaring. “What?”
His eyes blaze. “What the hell did you do?”
“To who?”
“Don’t play dumb. Adira.”
I blink. “What about her?”
“She’s limping around, crying, talking about how you shoved her so hard she hit the ground. Said you screamed at her, said she’s terrified.”
“What?” My jaw tightens. “I didn’t…I didn’t shove her like that. We argued, yes. She came into my room trying to-” I stop myself. “I pushed her away, yes, but not like that.”
Adrian crosses his arms. “Well, that’s not what she’s saying. And right now? The entire damn Haven’s whispering about you.”
I step back, running a hand through my hair. “This is insane.”
He exhales sharply. “Father wants to
