The moment my hand pushed Antalya back, the moment I saw her stumble away from me, I knew I'd made a terrible mistake. The look in her eyesbetrayal mixed with ragecut through me like a blade.

What have I done? Why did I push her? I should have let her explain first.

"Antalya, wait" I started, reaching toward her.

"Get out!" she screamed, her voice raw with pain and fury. "Both of you, GET OUT!"

A vase flew past my head, shattering against the wall. Then a book. Then ...