Chapter 30. The Unveiling of Betrayal

Dominic’s POV

And there I was at Leila’s door, tightening my fists again on my sides. Mia’s words kept firing off in my head like a cerebral grenade: sharp and acerbic with the payload of a sickly poison dart. I could hardly wrap my wits around what the hell I was listening to. What kind of girl did I know all along? How could someone who called herself her friend ever feel this sick? My mind blushed with fury, but I somehow had to keep my head cool. There were questions that needed answers, and she was the only one to do it.

At last, it creaked open on its rusty hinges, and there stood before me, face white as though she had seen death itself, with eyes red from crying. It tugged at something inside me, to her vulnerabilities etched into every one of her features. I shoved it aside.

“Mr. Anderson,” her voice was shivering, as though she was on the threshold of tears.

I entered the room quite carelessly, paying severe heed to shutting the door very cau