MINA
The moment we were finally out of everyone’s sight, away from curious eyes, I rounded on Elias and began smacking his shoulders with all the outrage I had stored up.
“Why would you do that? In front of so many people?” I whined as my hands kept landing on him. “Why would you—ugh—do that to me?”
He didn’t even dodge. He stood there, towering over me like an annoyingly immovable wall. His arms were relaxed at his sides, his expression unbothered by my flailing. He just watched me, his brows slowly lowering from amusement to concern.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
That stopped me mid-swing.
“Huh?” I muttered.
His voice wasn’t teasing or smug. He actually sounded serious.
“Amara exposed you without your consent,” he said softly. “How was it? Are you okay?”
Something in his eyes made
