RYLAN'S POV
I was done with her schemes. I was done playing her games every damn time. The tiny thread that held my sweet patience broke loose.
Knowing who Jaylin was, this wasn't the end of it. My action was about to change the course for Amara.
Heck! I didn't care about that much. I was going to act on my emotions, and think of the consequences much later.
Jaylin's eyes widened in surprise. “What! What did you just say, Rylan?” Her face flushed crimson. “Did you just send me out of your room?”
“Thank goodness we're clear about something,” I tilted my chin towards the door, “Now get out of my room. Don't make me repeat myself,”
She let out a litany of curse words. Then, grabbed her robe, slipped into it and grabbed the tray of half-finished scones. “Rylan, I'm a mole you can't
