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Chapter 16

Author: Meranda
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-25 05:47:53
The cold air biting my skin as I stepped out of the hall made me shiver. The clicking of my heels was the only sound between us as we walked towards a black SUV. Varic had excused us—cooking up a reason why we had to retire early, but I didn’t think it was necessary. Everyone saw what happened and although they nodded in understanding, the whispers still followed us as we left. Varic walked beside me. His shoulders were squared, and his posture was still stiff. I could tell he was still angry, and that confused me. He was obviously still mad at Greg, but it couldn’t be because he had touched me. I figured it was more because he had caused a ruckus at the ball. Did that mean he was mad at me too? Probably not, I thought. Although I was at the centre of the calamity, I was the target, and not at fault.

My palm still tingled. A subtle reminder of what I had done—of what I had let them see, my pain, anger.

“What happened back there?” Varic spoke breaking the hazy of silence. “You knew he w
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