LENA POV
The second I saw his face again—
I couldn't believe my very own eyes.
Then he smiled, that nasty smile he always gave me when he was going to torture me a bit more than usual.
The kind of smile anyone else would have mistaken us to be old friends. The kind of smile that had me standing there one bad second away from turning every bone inside his body into metal spikes.
Pure f*****g hatred exploded through my body so violently the lights above the kitchen flickered hard enough one of them burst with a loud pop.
“You,” I whispered with so much rage in my voice it didn't sound like mine at all. It felt like a Harpy crawled straight out of hell to grab him by his throat and bring him down with me.
His eyes slid lazily toward me while he kept one arm wrapped around Ella.
Too
