Chapter 100: The Ex

Calla’s POV

The French toast I’d been eating suddenly felt like cement in my gut.

“One of your exes,” I repeated slowly. “As in…”

“As in she was one of the women who came here before you,” Vaughn said. His jaw was set in a hard line as he shot Zara a withering look. “She lasted about three months.”

Zara’s face had gone pale, but her eyes were still burning with something dark and angry. She looked