"Don't listen to him, Thalassa!" Kenzo's voice sliced through the tension between Hadrian and me, raw and unrelenting. "He may not have sent you those texts, but that doesn't mean he's telling the truth now!"

His accusatory tone scraped against my nerves, and I exhaled sharply, clenching my fists. One punch from Hadrian hadn’t been nearly enough for what Kenzo had done to me. But despite my resentment, I couldn't ignore the kernel of truth in his words. How could I be sure that Hadrian wasn't ...