FIORELLA’S POV
The moment I jumped off that railing, my life was in Rhys’s hands.
My heart jumped out of my body, and regret hit before I had even fallen halfway down.
What had I done?
I squeezed my eyes shut and waited for the impact, but opened them a second later.
That was when I passed Rhys’s and our eyes met.
He had a vengeful look in his eyes and a smirk on his face.
“Rhys!” I screamed. “Help me!”
He didn’t move to catch me.
Panic swallowed every coherent thought I had, followed by a brief moment of acceptance.
Just before I hit the ground, his hand shot out and caught a fistful of my robe, leaving me hanging an inch above the concrete.
Relief crashed through me so fast.
“You’re welcome,” he said.
I stared at him in disbelief. “I’m welcome? For what? Have you forg
