I wished I had never heard Hadrian’s words. I wished I had never gone there, never heard the sounds of him and Selene entwined in their intimate exchange. It was nauseating. It was excruciating. The pain forced a steady stream of tears down my face. Hurt and anger surged within me, but the cruelest part was knowing I couldn’t even storm in and confront them. Legally, Hadrian belonged to Selene—not me.

I kept my trembling hand pressed over my mouth, afraid that even the faintest ...