Chapter 35—Moana POV
I was brewing coffee for myself. My fingers shook a little as I measured the coffee, I poured the hot water, and waited for it to brew.
I picked up my coffee and walked toward my office. Suddenly, I ran straight into someone. The cup tipped, and scalding liquid poured over me. I screamed, the hot sting crawling up my arms and chest.
The cup slipped from my hand and hit the counter, then the floor. The coffee spread everywhere
My shirt clung to my skin, soaked and burning me, and I stumbled back, trying to wipe it off.
“Oh—shit.”
A voice said, “Sorry!”
I looked up and realized it was Ashton who had bumped into me.
I didn't even know what I was thinking. Pain and frustration bubbled up in me, and before I could stop myself, I let out a sharp, furious shout at
