_Author's POV_
Kaelen made it three steps toward the exit before he turned around.
"You," he said, pointing at Pierre. His voice had the raw quality of someone who had lost control of the evening and had fixed on a target for the feeling. "I’m not done with you. I know exactly what you are. I've seen the way you look at her, even on the dissolution night. Don't stand there and give me a speech about one woman for life when you've been circling someone else's wife for months."
Pierre didn't move.
"She's not your wife," he said simply. "She stopped being your wife when the decree was registered."
"She was my wife when you started looking at her," Kaelen said. "So what does that make you? You want to talk about character? What's the character of a man who wants someone who be
