At that moment, I jerked my head up.
My face was streaked with tears, wretched and glaring under the lights.
Looking at the furious man before me, I understood almost instantly—
He had misunderstood.
I shook my head desperately, the fear carved into my bones making even my voice tremble.
“Se—Sebastian…”
“Listen to me, it’s not what you think. It was Evangeline… it was her—”
Before I could finish, he had already stridden inside.
He grabbed me and yanked me away from Juliette.
The force was terrifying. My frail body stumbled backward, my back slamming hard into a solid chest.
It felt as though my bones were about to shatter.
Before I could even steady myself, a pair of large hands clamped onto my shoulders and forcibly turned me around.
I met a pair of eyes I knew all too well.
