Cage’s room door was slightly open when I arrived, which was strange because he never left it open.I smiled and turned the small box over in my hands. Inside was a match to the silver chain resting against my collarbone, the one he'd fastened there himself, a year ago tonight, right before he swore I'd never face the world alone.I pushed the door open fully and froze.Diana Channing, the woman everyone wanted as Luna, was pressed against Cage, kissing him. Her hands clutched his shirt, pulling him down, while his large, scarred hands, hands that knew every curve of my body, rested firmly on her waist.Diana moaned softly as Cage deepened the kiss. I didn't move. I couldn't. My mind refused to process what my eyes were showing me.My fingers went numb, and the gift box slipped from my hands, crashing onto the floor. The lid had popped open. The silver chain lay spilled across the floorboards, catching the lamplight.They immediately pulled apart.Cage stepped back like he'd been burn
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