SERA
Time didn’t slow down. It snapped.
Knox pulled out of me fast, the movement rough and final. I gasped at the sudden emptiness, staggering forward, my hands catching the edge of the vanity.
My dress clung to my waist, damp and wrinkled, and I didn’t even have the strength to pull it down.
Everything crashed at once, the weight of my choices from the moment I met Knox, the heat of guilt, and the chill of exposure.
I looked at Jared, watching as he looked like his heart had just been ripped right out of his shirt.
And rightfully so.
“Jared-” I breathed, my voice cracking. “Please- just let me explain—”
But he didn’t wait.
He stormed across the room in three strides, a blur of black and white and fury. His fist came out of nowhere, connecting with Knox’s face in a brutal, sicke
