"Men like Lucien use pretty things like you to get their dicks wet and move on to the next available cunt."Ronan's words from months ago echoed in my skull as I watched the screen. Jessica nodded, laughing and crying at once. Lucien stood, slipped the ring on her finger. She threw her arms around him.

They kissed.

The timestamp in the corner: LIVE.

My legs gave out. My knees slammed against the stone.

"Who did you think you were?" Ronan's voice floated above me, amused, cruel. "Thinking a ...