Dominic's Pov

The door slammed behind me with a hollow thud that echoed too loud in the quiet of my apartment.

I didn’t bother with the lights.

My jacket hit the floor somewhere near the couch. My keys clattered against the kitchen counter, a metallic sting that stabbed through the stillness. I stood there in the darkness, the only sound my uneven breathing. My skin still burned from the venom in Liana’s voice, the look in her eyes when she told me I had no right.

She was right.

I ...