Rain.
Later that night, I stand before the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the guest room of Colt’s mansion, squeezed into a gown that feels like a second skin.
But beneath the silk and the expertly applied makeup, my thoughts are a f*****g mess.
Rhysand isn’t just cruel; he’s sadistic.
His trap had been flawless. I still can’t wrap my mind around it. That he would willingly hide such an important part of his life from me just so he can use against me.
Renting an apartment in my street just so he can drop in any time to f*****g taunt me. Binding me in a contract I can’t leave.
I shudder to think of what Colt will do when he finds out this new development. And I just got him back. I can’t afford this getting out, I can’t afford to lose him again.
I stare at my reflection, trying to find
