CALLIE'S POV
"What's wrong, Millie?" Silas continued, pushing off the doorframe and taking a step inside. His expensive shoes clicked against the marble floor…shoes I knew Millie had probably paid for back when she still thought he loved her. "No hello? No 'I missed you'? After all we meant to each other?"
My hands curled into fists so tight my nails bit into my palms.
Braham took a step forward, positioning himself slightly in front of Millie and Leo. His voice was low and deadly, the kind of tone that made grown men reconsider their life choices. "Leave. Now."
Silas ignored him completely, his eyes fixed on Millie like she was the only person in the room. Like the rest of us were just furniture he could push aside. Like Braham wasn't a literal apex predator standing three feet away f
