Hiram's POV:

Last night, June didn't spend the night in my room. She came back home with Rhea, and they hung out the entire evening.

"You know I'm beginning to think you love Rhea more than you love me," I say to her as she sits in front of the mirror doing her hair.

She looks at me through the mirror with a frown on her face.

"Why would you say that?" she asks, and I walk up to her, bending slightly.

"Maybe because you spent the entire evening with her, and slept in the guest room too," I say, ...