Amara's POV
“Ryder…” I whispered, but the word felt heavy and useless.
Ryder’s eyes flicked to me, the betrayal in them cutting deeper than any blade could. “So, this is it,” he said, his voice low, trembling with restrained emotion. “This is what’s been happening behind my back?”
I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. What could I say? How could I explain something I didn’t fully understand myself?
“You said you needed space,” Ryder continued, his voice rising with every word. “You said you were trying to figure things out! And now I find you… here, with him?” His gaze darted to Caden, his expression darkening.
Caden stood, his posture rigid, shielding me instinctively. “Ryder, this isn’t what you think—”
“Don’t you dare!” Ryder snapped, stepping into the room. His
