Unhealed Scars

Thalia’s POV

I whipped around to confront him, my brows drawing together in a sharp glare. “Beckett, listen—”

“Don’t,” he cut me off, a cold shadow settling into his gaze that I couldn’t quite decipher. “Step back, Thalia. You have no business getting dragged into this mess,” he warned.

The sharp edge in his voice stung more than I cared to admit. I understood where his suspicion and jealousy w