ARIA
I slammed the door behind me harder than I needed to.
Not because I was angry. Not really.
But because if I didn't channel the chaos spinning inside me into something physical, I was going to start screaming—and maybe fully crashing out—and that was not happening in front of Kael.
I could still feel his stupid eyes on me. That cocky little grin tugging at the corners of his mouth like he was proud of himself for getting under my skin again. Like he knew I'd been acting off since the fever. Since that night.
That damn night.
I stormed across the hallway, heels loud and fast, then yanked open the door to my office—right across from his—and shut it with a sharp thud.
Safe. Alone. Finally.
I leaned against the door, chest rising and falling, and let myself breathe. Anyone watching would've thought I was furious. But the truth? The truth was uglier.
Because all I could think about was that message.
Hi darling.
