Chloe’s POV

The sound of glass shattering was deafening, but it wasn’t enough. Nothing could drown the fury boiling inside me. I hurled another vase against the wall, watching the shards explode like fireworks across the room. My breaths were ragged, my vision blurred with hot tears of rage.

Fury bubbled beneath my skin, hot and relentless, consuming every inch of me as I let out a guttural scream. How had this gone so wrong?

“How the fuck did this happen?” I screamed, grabbing a chair and slamming it onto the hardwood floor. “I had them! I had them right where I wanted, and now—” My voice broke as I...