Elena’s POV)
The first lie was always the hardest to hear.
The second just felt like proof I was a fool for listening the first time.
That was exactly what I thought as Dax stood in front of me, his face carved in shadow, telling me in that deep, unshaken voice:
“It’s nothing but a transaction.”
I laughed. It came out sharp, like glass breaking. “A transaction? That’s what you call standing beside another woman, preparing to marry her? Do you think I’m that blind, Dax?”
His jaw flexed. He didn’t look away. “You don’t understand—”
“You’re right,” I cut in, my voice rising. “I don’t understand. I don’t understand why you keep saying I’m your only one, then tie yourself to her in front of the world. I don’t understand why I’m supposed to sit here and nod like the obedie
