Just a thin barrier separated Hunter from the unfolding drama, and it was all he could do to keep his fists from flying through it. His hands trembled violently, eyes burning with a ferocity matched only by the icy tendrils coiling around his heart.
He felt as if it had been speared, left raw and bleeding with a pain he could barely comprehend.
Never in his wildest dreams had he suspected that Layla's sweet demeanor was just a mask. He was equally blindsided by the torment Natalie endured before finally tearing herself away from him.
Hearing Layla let slip those vile truths was almost enough to knock the wind out of him. It was a glimpse into a world of suffering and collapse that Natalie had braved alone.
He still remembered the sight of Natalie, battered and bruised, being rushed fro
