Cassidy busied herself in the kitchen while Alec and I stood in the living room in silence. He suddenly reached for my arm, his voice cold with a testing edge. "Rhett."I jerked away from him without a word. His jaw tightened, a flash of resentment crossing his eyes. He glanced toward the kitchen, then slowly stepped closer.He stared at me, and every trace of vulnerability dropped from his face. What surfaced in its place was raw, undisguised spite."I really don't get it, Rhett. How can you still stand living here? This place is covered in memories of Cassidy and me."She's the one who insisted we come here. She said it made things more exciting. We did it everywhere—the couch, the balcony, the kitchen..."He paused, his expression twisting into something unhinged. "Oh, right. She also said you're a dead fish in bed. Boring and uptight."A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, deliberate and taunting.I stood there, stunned, staring at him in disbelief. My stomach churned,
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