Julian's POV
I notice Bryson hiding in the hallway, pressed against the wall like he thinks I can't see him. I ignore him completely. My focus is locked on Sylvie, standing there with her hand still reaching toward me like she has any right to touch me after what she did.
"Come on, Jules," she tries again, her voice dropping into that flirty tone she used to use. "Don't be like this."
"Get away from me, Sylvie." My voice comes out colder than I intended, but I don't care.
"It's been over a year. Can't we at least be civil?"
"Civil? You cheated on me with Marcus and you want civil?"
She flinches, glancing around like she's worried someone might overhear. "It was a mistake. I was young and stupid and—"
"Save it. I don't care anymore."
"Then why are you so angry?"
