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•~•Solane’s POVIt was the wedding reception. I stood beside Nathaniel, my hand loosely hooked in the crook of his arm while he and Melissa exchanged smiles and pleasantries with guests.Their voices barely reached me—just distant echoes of laughter and praise that didn’t quite register in my ears.All I could think about was the ceremony. How I should’ve said no.I’d imagined it…saying those exact words; ’No, I don’t.’I saw myself bolting out of the hall, jumping into the first car I could find, and never looking back.But when the moment came, my mouth betrayed me.Before I could stop it, I’d said, “I do.”And now… I was married.To Nathaniel Grant.I couldn’t afford to regret it. This was the price of revenge. And I had to pay it in full.A hand suddenly slid around my waist, pulling me close. I stiffened, my head snapping to the side.Of course it was him. Nathaniel. Smiling down at me like this was the happiest day of his life—calm, collected, perfectly in control.I wanted to t

•~•Aziel’s POV The sterile white ceiling was the first thing I saw when my eyes blinked open, too bright.My head throbbed, and every breath scraped against my ribs. I tried to move, but a sharp ache at my back warned me to stay still.Then I saw her.Shoshana sat by the bed, her face drawn with concern, eyes tired, like she hadn’t slept at all. When she saw me awake, she leaned in quickly.“How are you feeling? Should I call the doctor?”I shook my head, my throat dry and my voice barely more than a rasp. “Is she okay?”Her expression shifted instantly, tightening. She leaned back, folding her arms. “You could have died, Aziel,” she said, voice low. “And the first thing you ask is about her?”I sighed, wishing I had the strength to sit up. “I only asked because… if she still got hurt after everything I did, then what was the point of being here?”“Right. Of course,” she muttered, rolling her eyes as she looked away. The sarcasm in her voice was obvious. She turned away, lips pressed

•~•Solane’s POVWe pulled apart at the same time. The air between us crackled, heavy like the sky before a storm. I hadn’t even caught my breath when we turned—and there she was.Melissa stood in the doorway, eyes wide, brow drawn tight. Shock written all over her face.The silence that followed was deafening. Not a single sound, just the weight of her staring.Aziel cleared his throat. Quick. Abrupt. He reached for the shirt on the bed, yanked it over his head, and without even looking at either of us, said flatly, “I have a date with Shoshana. I might not be back tonight.”The words hit like a slap—casual, but deliberate. I almost asked if he’d be spending the night alone or with her, but the question lodged in my throat.He didn’t wait. Didn’t look at either of usHe just walked out, leaving Melissa and me standing in the silence he left behind.She stared at me like I’d just committed the worst sin imaginable.And yeah…married to one brother, kissing the other…it wasn’t exactly i

•~•Nathaniel’s POVThe door clicked shut behind us.Solane stepped into the suite first, her heels muffled by the thick carpet.She dropped her purse at the edge of the bed and started slipping off her coat, fingers tugging slowly at the sleeves.I stayed by the door for a moment, watching her.Her back was to me. Her guard down. I stepped further in and sat on the edge of the couch, lacing my fingers.“So,” I said, voice low. “Are you going to tell me what you and Aziel were really talking about?”She turned slowly, one brow lifted like she was already tired of me. “He told you, didn’t he? I went to wish him and Shoshana well on their engagement.”Liar.I scoffed. “You two were standing way too close for it to be just that.”She folded her arms, chin lifting. “Meaning?”I leaned back, kept my tone even. “I don’t know. Is there something you talked about that I should know?”She let out a sharp breath and dropped her arms. “I already told you. Stay out of my business, Nathaniel. You

•~•Aziel’s POVMy legs moved before I could stop them.I crouched beside the bed and reached for the shard of glass I had taken from Irene and thrown aside a few minutes ago.It was slick with blood. Hers or his, I couldn’t tell.I stared at it like it could explain what the hell just happened.She didn’t mean to do this.Irene wasn’t capable of something like this. Not unless she’d been pushed too far.And he did. He pushed her.Now look at him.I didn’t need to check for a pulse to know this was bad.The second Irene walked out that door, I froze—like if I didn’t move, maybe none of this would be real.But it was.And I had maybe thirty seconds to figure out how to fix it.I pulled out my phone and hit the emergency dial.“911, what’s your emergency?” the calm voice on the other end asked.“My brother’s been stabbed,” I said, eyes fixed on the blood soaking through Nathaniel’s shirt. “I need an ambulance. Now.”———I sat there, elbows on my knees, hands locked together like I was pr