Rhaella's POV

Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, and her eyes were blazing with rage. “You think I’d just sit back and watch you waltz around him all over again?!” She stepped closer, “He’s not yours anymore. He’s mine. You hear me, Ella? Mine!”

“Wow…” I scoffed. “How pathetic.”

"You really think you’re important now that men are bidding to have you in their bed?” She said, stepping closer and jabbing a finger at me. “I’m warning you; Jason is mine! Stay the hell away from him!”

I laughed humorlessly and that only seemed to provoke her even more. She grabbed my hair and I gasped in pain; but...