Avery’s POV
The silence stretched painfully as Kieran stared at me, his face twisted with disbelief. He blinked, as though he needed time to process what Aidan had just said.
“Aidan’s… fiancée?” he repeated, his voice low and strained. His lips curled into a bitter smile, disbelief and fury battling for dominance in his eyes. “No. That’s a lie. It has to be.”
I tilted my head slightly, letting a small smirk tug at my lips. This was going to be fun.
“It’s not a lie,” Aidan said firmly, stepping closer to me. His hand slid around my waist, his grip possessive. “She’s mine now.”
Kieran took a shaky breath, his fists clenching at his sides.
“That’s impossible,” Kieran said, his voice rising. He pointed a trembling finger at me. “We were together for three years! You’re telling me you don
