Chapter 95

Selah's POV

I shut the door behind me and leaned against it for a moment, letting out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding.

Bride.

Bride?

What the actual hell?

I paced, then stopped, then paced again. My boots made soft thuds on the rug, the only thing keeping me from wearing a hole into the floor. I was still wearing the same clothes I’d met Torin's “Grave Court” in, which by the way was a