he pain radiated through her abdomen, making her ears ring. She gripped the edge

half-raised from where he had pushed her. A flicker of panic cr

r tears were still flowing, but her eyes

as a short, sharp sound that

legs trembled, but she locked her knees. "You know what? Maybe you're

a walked right past him. She stopped directly in front of Cassand

ack, her hands gri

iss. "The tears. The trembling. But I know what you really are, Cassand

eyes. She reached out and grabbed Kahlil's sleeve. "Ka

rabbed Bianca's upper arm, pulling her away

nt a fresh wave of nausea through her, but the adrenaline kep

or telling the truth? Or for not being th

ting distance between her

ry you have to resort to such pathetic schemes because you're too weak to fight for anything honestl

her looking sickly. Bianca's words had hit the exact, bleed

He stepped toward Bianca. "How

n the silent room. "Look at her, Kahlil. Look at how she's acting. Th

t her clothes! That sheer top, the low neckline. Is that what

e neckline dipping low enough to show the curve of her breasts. At Bianca's words

inked. A sudden, uncomfortable realization hit him. He quickly lo

tion. Her voice dropped to

stay out of my business. If you want a divorce so badly, then give me on

ery step sent a shockwave of pain through her stomach, but sh

assandra sat frozen in her wheelchair, her chest h

words echoed in his skull. Walk away wit

k at Cassandra. He noticed the sheer fabric. He noticed the lack of real

to your room. Now." His voice was flat, devoid

horror. "Kahlil... you bel

the floor. "Go to your room, Cassandra