Mia's POV

I grabbed the nearest object—a decorative vase—and hurled it at the door where they'd been standing moments before.

Get out! Get out and never come back!

"Mia, please!" Xavier's voice came from the hallway. "Let us explain!"

Explain? There's nothing to explain.

I picked up a lamp this time, throwing it with all my strength. "GET OUT!"

How dare they? How dare they touch me like that?

"We didn't mean for it to go that far," Nathan called through the door.

Didn't mean it? You pinned ...