Hagan's POV
“You seem restless, is anything the problem?” Rhaeya cooed from the bed. I shot up from the sofa I had been sitting on.
Suddenly everything felt uncomfortable, including her presence.
“I'm fine,” I told her, standing up as I headed toward the window.
“You don't look fine to me,” she repeated again and this time, I lost it.
“I said I'm fine and please don't ask again,” I shot at her and her expression turned sour.
“Oh, I'm sorry for butting in. I didn't mean to…” she tried to apologize.
I ran my hands through my hair, frustrated at myself. I had lost myself so much I was now venting my anger on her. And she didn't deserve it.
“No, no, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled that way,” I apologized. “I think I just need to get some sleep,” I said, going back to the couch as I
