ESTELLE’S POV
I ran, my mind reeling from the image burned into my brain… Adonis kissing Aurora.
Adonis kissing Aurora.
I had been right all along. He still had an attachment to her. I shouldn't have even thought of trusting him, because this is what men do—lie to your face, make promises they can't keep, and cheat on you like you've always meant nothing to them.
I knew all along, but the truth still hurt.
My chest tightened as I raced down the stairs to the grand room. I didn’t know where I was headed, but I needed to get out and get out of here, as far away from him as possible.
I couldn't bear to see his face, couldn't stomach hearing him call my name with the same lips he used to kiss another woman.
My brain decided to torture me as our first kiss replayed in my head, and how
