The Sting of Denial

Darius Thorne

I stormed down the hallway, my footsteps heavy as I tried to contain the seething rage bursting inside me. Every muscle in my body was tense, and my jaw clenched so tightly that it hurt. Cassia had slapped me. She dared to raise her hand against me. The nerve of that woman—no, that wasn’t even the worst part. The worst part was the infuriating way she had looked at me, with those eye