Anya’s voice is sharp and ruthless, “What were you planning to do? Ruin her like you ruined me?”
I freeze, my breath catching in my throat.
Her next words make my stomach churn. “I can’t believe you preyed on her when she was at her weakest! What did you tell her? Did you pretend to be an all good prince charming? Did you sweep her off her feet, pepper her with compliments? Showed yourself to be something you’re entirely not?”
“Anya, this isn’t your business.” Ric’s voice is low, steady, but there’s an edge to it I haven’t heard before.
“Not my business?” Anya’s laugh is bitter, almost venomous. “You’re making it my business, Ric. Listen to yourself! You’re acting like this is nothing to you, which is something I can believe. You’ve always been selfish, and heartless. But that girl is
