Zara’s POV

My office was quiet, but the buzz and whispers in my head were deafening. I pressed my back against my chair, willing myself to exhale and breathe in.

Selene. He was Selene when I almost didn’t sleep, thinking he was in trouble or something. I was beating myself up through the night for getting him angry, wide-eyed and drowning in guilt, but he was with another woman?

Was it to get back at me? Did he do it on purpose so the whole world would mock me as the fiancée who allows her ...