The atmosphere felt heavy.
Ford stood first.
He walked toward me slowly before stopping.
For once, he hesitated.
“I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “For how I reacted last night.”
I stared at him for a second before shaking my head slowly.
“No.”
His brows pulled together slightly.
“You were right.”
The words tasted bitter.
“Dominic had no right touching me. Not in front of all those people.”
Anger rose sharply in my chest again just thinking about it.
“He knew exactly what he was doing,” I muttered. “He wanted attention. He couldn’t get to me privately, so he used that moment instead.”
My fingers curled tightly against my side.
“So you were right.”
Ford’s jaw tightened.
“Hey.”
Hayes’ voice softened slightly as he stood up and walked toward me.
“We’ll handle the internet.”
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