THIRD PERSON POV
The moment Sapphire stormed into her chambers, the door slammed behind her with so much force that the sound echoed through the entire hallway. She was still breathing hard, her chest rising and falling as anger burned through her veins. Her hands were shaking, and she curled them into fists as she paced the room, trying to calm herself down, but the image of Gunnar’s cold eyes and the way he had grabbed her neck kept replaying in her mind. It humiliated her, and she hated that she still felt something whenever he touched her, even if it was anger.
She turned sharply, ready to throw something across the room, but then she froze when she noticed someone sitting on the edge of her bed.
Daphne.
For a moment, Sapphire felt the tension in her body ease, and the anger slowl
