Dante's expression slowly hardened.
"Do you really have to say all this in front of everyone?"
"You're the one who brought me here to clear things up, aren't you?"
I set the microphone back on the table.
"There. Now everyone knows."
He stared at me for a long moment, as if waiting for me to c***k, to show some sign that I was only saying these things because I was angry.
But I didn't cry. I didn't look to him for comfort the way I once would have. I simply met his eyes without a trace of emotion.
Something in my reaction seemed to irritate him.
"Fine."
His voice turned cold.
"If you're set on cutting all ties, then stay away from Elena and me from now on."
"Gladly."
I walked out of the conference room with every camera trained on me.
Reporters shouted questions from behind the
