SILAS

I stood outside Maya's room, too pissed off to leave and not calm enough to trust myself to go back inside.

Dominic.

She'd seen him twice after the gala. She cared about him. She'd kissed him willingly.

What else didn't I know?

I knew how hypocritical that sounded. I had no right to be furious about secrets after everything I'd hidden from her, but imagining her choosing him instead of coming back to me stirred up something ugly enough that I didn't give a shit about being reasonable.

I braced a hand against the door and lowered my forehead to it.

I was an asshole for throwing that accusation...