*Natalia*

“She did it!” I spat through gritted teeth as I threw my white coat onto the couch in our room. My whole body was tense as if I was about to dive headfirst into a fighting ring. I turned to my fiance, who trailed behind me with a grim look. “I can’t believe you won’t support me on this!”

“Of course I support you.”

Tallon repeated what he’d said for the dozenth time on the car ride home, crossing his arms with a deep ...