LIANDREN’S POV

One minute, he was running his fingers along my thigh.

The next, he was shoving his tongue down his mistress’s throat.

So all this time, they were still together.

Everything—all of it—was fake.

And to think I had let him in during that moment of weakness. My heart shattered inside my chest.

“Liandren,” he called out.

His mouth was breathless, eyes wide, as though he hadn’t been expecting to see me standing in front of him.

Unfortunately for him—I saw ...