CHAPTER 17
BELLA'S POV
I recoiled, instinctively swatting Kubala’s hand away before I even realized what I was doing.
A guard stepped into the room. “Your mother wishes to see you,” he announced.
Kubala’s eyes darkened with something close to frustration, his lips parting like he wanted to say something but thought better of it.
"Tell her I’ll be there soon," he said, his voice edged with irritation.
I caught the guard throwing me a scornful look before turning on his heel and walking out, leaving me alone with Kubala.
Kubala was still staring at me, but whatever softness had been there moments ago was gone, replaced by his usual unreadable expression.
Did he misunderstand my reaction? I hadn’t meant to push him away—it was just instinct when the guard startled me. Besides, if anyo
