Hate To Love You
He leaned closer.
‘Laura.’ He called quietly, trying hard to fight the darkness built deep in him. He hated what was happening right now so bad.
She shook her head once. Just once. ‘I’m fine,’ she murmured, not looking at him. He didn’t believe her.
The applause finally died down. Prisca thanked everyone again and handed the microphone back, satisfied. The celebration continued but the atmosphere had changed. Laura reached for her glass again, her fingers trembling just slightly this time. Jace watched her, his chest tight, anger and guilt mixing in a way he did not like at all.
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