-Cole-
I think it was a good thing there was a large desk between me and Sebastian, because I was ready to strangle him. I handed him a cloth to stop the bleeding from his nose, but I was still debating whether or not to cut him in half.
“So,” I finally said, “Liana... my sister.”
“Cole—”
“She is my f*cking sister!” I yelled.
He sighed, lowering his head slightly before meeting my eyes.
“It’s not what you think,” he insisted.
“And what is it that I’m thinking?” I asked, leaning back in my chair.
“That I’m simply using her to pass the time.”
“Well, are you?”
“F*ck no!” he yelled.
His vehement denial eased some of my anger and piqued my curiosity, but I wasn’t ready to trust him entirely on just his word.
“No?” I pressed.
He shook his head. “Explain.”
“After you left, after Li
