Caleb’s P.O.V

I didn’t expect it to hit him that hard.

One minute, I was speaking — no, more like spitting fire — trying to drive a point home, my frustration boiling beneath the surface, and the next, I watched as Jade’s entire face shifted. His mouth parted slightly, like he wanted to say something back, like he had something—anything—to defend himself with, but nothing came out. His eyes, usually filled with that defiant glimmer, suddenly dulled, and then, just ...