MIRA
I slammed the door behind me, my heart pounding, fists clenched at my sides. Heat rose in my chest, but I forced myself to breathe slowly as I stalked down the hallway.
Logan.
Nora.
Together.
It made my skin crawl. The nerve of them. I had seen enough. The way Logan shielded her, the way Nora clung to him under that blanket.
I reached Sylvester’s room and stood outside his door for a long moment. My heart still racing, but I straightened my posture and pushed the anger down. Now was not the time to look weak or furious. No, I needed to be calm. Calculated.
I smoothed down my dress, forcing a small smirk on my lips before pushing the door open. He was mine after all.
Sylvester was seated near the window, staring outside, lost in thought. The rays touched his face, making him look colder th……
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