Tension rippled around the room. Bounced off the damn walls.
Despite my earlier conversation with Andrew, my stomach was in knots for other reasons. Namely, the men sitting across from me. Somehow, seeing Xavier kneel in front of Bastian had my head in a flat spin. It also erased the mishaps of last night.
Did it make me weak if I simply 'forgot' about Xavier denying me him? I wasn't entirely convinced. My mind was just in a puddle, and I couldn't seem to pull myself together.
We ate in terse silence. But I could feel the hum of the room like a second skin. Currents sizzled and danced along my body. Shifted me from one perspective to the next.
I was supposed to be furious. Angry that he wouldn't give me what I wanted. Despite my unwillingness to give him what he wanted.
Goddess. Thi
