Cassian
I watched her walk away, each step she took twisting the knife deeper into my chest. The hurt in her eyes—that flash of betrayal—was like a physical blow. But I had to do it. I had to push her away.
"What are you doing to me, Aria?" I muttered, running a hand through my hair.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Lucas. "Come around with the car. I'm leaving."
"Boss, what about—"
"Just do it," I snapped, ending the call.
I glanced back at the VIP section. Chloe was watching me, her perfectly painted lips curved in a possessive smile. She'd been in my bed more times than I could count, called herself my girlfriend to anyone who would listen. Right now, I couldn't stand the sight of her—or any of them. The way she had draped herself over me earlier, her hands roaming places they sho
