KIRA POVI take it back…Adrian Vasilios was a heartless bastard who didn’t deserve an ounce of kindness from me.“Kira, wait,” his voice chased after me, urgent, relentless.I pretended not to hear him and continued walking.He has nothing to say to me?I ignored him and kept walking, my vision blurring with unshed tears. I had no right to cry… we weren’t a couple, we weren’t even speaking, but that didn’t stop the ache in my chest. He’d had her in the kitchen where we eat. God knows what had already happened before I walked in.Before I could reach the spiral staircase, a rough hand grabbed my wrist, stopping me in my tracks.Damn, my short legs.I spun around, yanking my arm free, and shot him a glare sharp enough to cut. He stared at me with something infuriatingly soft in his expression. His shirt was back on, but his belt hung loose around his waist, and his hair was still a mess, a damning reminder of exactly what I’d just walked in on.“What do you want, Adrian?” My voice was
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