SERAPHINA
I entered the car and slammed the door, almost aggressively.
Perhaps that would keep humiliation from following me inside.
My hands tightened around the steering wheel while Jasper’s voice continued echoing viciously in my head.
“Quinn.”
The way he called that name, as if he longed for her. Like she infiltrated his mind and soul and gave him no breathing space. It kept replaying in my head.
I shut my eyes briefly.
I stood by Jasper, believing Quinn no longer existed emotionally between us. She was simply his wife by Law and nothing more.
That was how the arrangement was supposed to be. So when exactly did she become the third person on our bed? My body folded around the hurt instinctively.
I laughed bitterly under my breath and started the engine.
“No,” I whispered sha
