"Let go!" I snapped.

But Miles? He didn't even flinch.

This was all his fault. Fury surged through me, and before I could stop myself, I slapped him. Hard.

The sound of the slap rang out, sharp and resounding.

"You're scum," I hissed, my voice shaking with rage.

He had sunk so low—using his parents' coffin for some shady deal. And Ashton? There's no way he'd hurt Nora unless Miles had pushed him to the ...