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Killian’s eyes went to my things. I saw panic painted across his face.
“What is the meaning of this? Where are you going?” he sounded angry, his eyes were flaming when he realized I was about to go. “Are you going with him? Is that why he was waiting in the lobby?”
Oh? So, they met in the lobby. I was surprised they didn’t seem to argue or else, Corbin must be following Killian up here.
“You’re not coming with him, do you hear me? You’ll stay with me. You weren’t safe anywhere away from me,” he demanded, angrily.
My palm swung across his face. It’s too late to realize that I slapped him.
I didn’t really want to slap him. Half of me wanted to let it slide, but the other half of me was too intense, too angry, and very much hurting.
Killian was too stunned to react.
“How da
