Chapter 35

Killian’s POV

“Fuck!”

I slammed my fist into the tiled wall, hard enough that the guy walking in, some poor dude just trying to take a piss, jumped back a step.

“Hey, man, you good?”

I didn’t even look at him. I just ran a hand through my hair, breathing hard, then punched the wall again.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

What the hell did I just do?

She left. She fucking left.

I didn’t want it to go down like that. I didn’t plan any of it. I just saw her sitting there with that bastard Simon, smiling like she belonged to someone else, and I snapped. I couldn’t think straight. I just reacted.

And now she was gone. She walked out without saying a damn word to me. Not even a glance back.

I walked out of the restroom, jaw clenched, blood still buzzing in my ears. When I got to the table, she wasn’t there. Just him.

Simon.

Sitting there like he had the right.

“Where the hell is she?” I barked.

He looked up, confu