Solaine's POV

　　His words hit me with the force of a thunderclap.

　　"You," he seethed, his voice dripping with venom, as his eyes narrowed into mine.

　　"I refuse to dance with you," he hissed, his voice barely audible. "It filled me with a deep sense of revulsion and shame, as if I had committed a grievous transgression. I can't quite put my finger on it, but for some reason, I have a feeling you hold the answer," he mused. His words are as cold and ...