Vincent
“No, I didn’t,” I said immediately, my voice coming out far less confident than I wanted.
Cassia stared at me like she couldn’t believe what she had just heard.
“You did,” she snapped sharply, still breathing unevenly while sitting frozen on top of me. “I heard you clearly, Vincent.”
Her eyes searched my face angrily like she was trying to figure out whether I had finally lost my mind.
“Do I look like Nyelle to you?” she demanded bitterly. “Are you seriously seeing her while you’re with me now?”
I rubbed a frustrated hand down my face immediately. “Cassia, please—”
“Please what?” she cut in furiously. “I was literally about to—” She stopped herself halfway before throwing both hands into her hair dramatically.
“And you suddenly call me your wife’s name?”
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