Chapter 8
~CASSIAN~
I snatched back my hand from Louisa's grip and moved. I badly wanted to bump my shoulder into Mason's but I buried the urge and slid past him through the door.
Father was already at the table with Orsian and Ian. Ian's gaze snapped up first as I walked in. I didn't need briefing to know who he was hoping for. I personally couldn't wait to see her again this morning, but all that enthusiasm died after finding Louisa at the suite.
Fuck me!
My soul nearly melted away when I watched the look in her eyes earlier. Disappointment and… something that seemed like jealousy?
Or maybe hurt.
She hadn't even given me a chance yet and here I was hurting her already.
I hated to think about it. But I hated the betrothal more now. Like Orsian, I should never have given up on
