NYX’S POV
They were hitched together—bodies entwined, straying one another.
A sharp, gut-wrenching emotion shook inside me, gnawing at my chest.
"f**k," I blurted before I could stop myself.
They jolted apart. Camila's face paled for a second before she instantly adjusted her dress, covering her nudity. Her eyes, laced with anger, bore me like daggers. Without even a sigh, she stormed out, leaving just me and Theo in the room.
I stood there, stiffened, my mind struggling to process the betrayal that just unraveled before me.
"Theo," I called, my voice barely above a whisper.
He didn't even seem guilty. Instead, he sneered. "What?"
My stomach churned at his carelessness. "Camila is getting married to Xander, and it's tomorrow."
"And?" His tone was jaggered, nonchalant. "That’s not
