Bianca POV
The silence after my hand cracked across Damian’s face was heavier than thunder.
My palm still tingled, my heartbeat deafening in my ears. I hadn’t planned it.
I didn't think it through.
It was instinct, I just snapped and here I was standing right in the middle of my worst nightmare.
For a moment no one even breathed in the dining room.
Then, Nathan’s chair screeched back. He shot up, face flushed with a mix of shock and fury. His voice snapped across the room like a whip.
“What the hell is wrong with you?!”
The words punched straight into me, but I couldn’t reply.
My throat fell too tight to even speak. All this was still overwhelming for me.
For maybe the first time, it wasn’t Nathan's judgment that crushed me… it was my own.
“What the f**k have you done, Bia
