Chapter 31
Ice's Point of View
Without a second thought, I grabbed my coat and stormed out of my office. The drive home felt like an eternity, the weight of the pictures heavy on my mind. Every passing second, my anger grew, fueling my determination to confront Calli and demand an explanation.
As I entered our home, the air was thick with tension. Calli looked up from the sofa, her eyes widening in surprise and fear as she saw the fire in my gaze.
"Ice, what's wrong?" she stammered, her voice filled with apprehension.
"You want to know what's wrong, Calli?" I hissed, my voice laced with a mix of anger and pain. "How about you explain these?" I threw the pictures on the coffee table, the images scattering across its surface.
Calli's eyes darted between the pictures and me, her face pa
