“What just happened here, Zac?!” Bella demanded, her voice sharp as she glared at him.
She had marched into the courtyard, with so much fury in her eyes—a blend of frustration and urgency. She had hoped to confront the woman standing next to Zac, but to her surprise, Mia was already gone.
“Excuse me?” Zac raised an eyebrow. “Wait, what the heck are you even doing here anyway?”
She didn't speak a word. Instead, her eyes shifted beyond him, focusing on the path Mia had taken.
Without hesitation, she started toward the path, but Zac’s hand shot out, gripping her wrist.
“Let go of my hand,” Bella demanded, her voice sharp as she looked at him.
Zac’s grip didn’t loosen. Instead, his eyes darkened as he warned, “Don’t you dare, Bella. Or else… I’ll make you regret it.”
There was a cold fi
