Chapter 66. Bring the Wedding Forward

Grace’s POV

The moment his breathing returned, steady and calm by my side, I knew he was here in bed, but not in bed with me; he slept in my bed with someone else.

Layla.

I gritted my teeth like that for an eternity, inhaling slowly to keep my rage in check. I had been through this long enough to know what it meant. The way he gripped my hips with more intensity as if to prove something with his hold, made him seem lost in thought rather than in the heat of the moment with me. The way he thought I hadn’t noticed! I had.

With every caress, with every kiss that had died on his lips, I felt the sting of betrayal.

I turned on my side and caressed his chest with my fingers, faking contentment while I absorbed every detail of his face. His brows were knotted in sleep, and his jaw was gripped as if refusing to give in to thoughts he would not entertain during consciousness.

I dreadfully did not have to wonder about which thoughts he hesitated to e