Genevieve:
The moment I uttered his name, he raised his head to meet my gaze, and a surge of anger propelled me back into the room.
"Damn it, how the hell did they expect me to react to this?" I muttered, pacing back and forth with growing agitation.
Not even five minutes had passed when the four of them entered the room, searching for me.
"Why didn’t you greet him properly?" Bellamy confronted me, standing tall with his hands on his waist and wearing an exhausted expression.
"What is he doing here?" I raised my voice slightly, careful not to let Ron overhear me. He would do anything to witness my suffering at the hands of those my father claimed were better than him.
I would never want him to see me in pain.
"Genevieve, stop acting like a child. We’re all adults here. He’s our fri
