ra

ay from him, her hands falling from his shoulders. He took a step towa

His voice was laced with a false

, letting the silence stretch between us. The sight of my stillness, my utte

e glided to his side, linking h

n her expression shifted, melting into one of fragile innocence. She turned to Dante, her voice tr

er face into his chest as if

d, my voice flat a

have hit its mark. She flinched, then he

nto his shirt. "She

He glared at me over the top of her head, his exp

l, when Seraphina Gallo and her friends had made my life a living hell. They'd cornered me in the locker room, stripped me, and taken pictures, all b

. He'd kissed my scars and promised me, his voice a low growl of protective fury,

her from *me*. He hadn't just forgotten his promise. He h

ed, a weary, put-upon sound. "Just get

voice dripping with false sweetness. She moved toward me, and as she passed, her fi

sharp gasp of pai

raphina stumbled backward dramatically, letting out a smal

rious, locked onto me. He instantly assumed th