CHAPTER 45
DARYL'S POV
“You replaced me with her,” she said, her voice trembling, each word soaked in venom. “You don’t get to act like you care. Not now. You don’t get to show up here acting like any of this matters to you.”
Her eyes were wild, shimmering with something between rage and heartbreak.
“Seraphina was out of line,” I said through clenched teeth. I was trying to stay calm, but it was slipping.
“She looked perfectly in line with you, Daryl.”
Ciara pushed herself up from the bench. Her legs wobbled slightly, and I instinctively rose with her, my hands twitching to catch her if she fell.
But she steadied herself.
“Why are you even here?” Her voice cracked a little. “You made your choice. So go. Go back to her. Go back to pretending like you don’t want this... or me... or w
