Too Late for Regrets

“Can you even hear yourself?” I sneered, my hand still on Siena, my eyes locked on Fiona. “You left me, Fiona. You left me. For a rich Italian Alpha with more money than sense. You spread your legs for him the second you thought he could give you more. Don’t stand here and rewrite history.”

Her face twisted, but I didn’t stop. My voice rose, harsh and cutting, every word a blade.

“You knew how t