Chapter 93

Nora POV

The silence after my mistake is not quiet. It is loud, ruthless and unforgiving, as what I just said hangs in the air between us.

Vincent pulls back slowly, his fingers slipping out of me with deliberate care, as if he needs the seconds to process what he just heard. His face is blank for a heartbeat, then something raw and furious moves across it.

“What,” he begins, his voice very low and very controlled, “did you just say?”

I sit up on the desk, yanking my skirt down, my breath still ragged. "Vincent–"

"Don't." He stands, wiping his hand on his thigh like he needs to erase the evidence of what we just did. "Don't even try to explain that away."

I slide off the desk, legs unsteady, reaching for him. "It was a mistake. I was lost in the moment