Rose’s POV

I stared at Victor, my heart pounding, my breath held in a mix between shock and incredulousness. His words hung in mid-air, a just-dropped bomb that I did not have a clue whether I should be afraid of or outraged about.

"You just told me what?" I whispered, barely above a whisper.

Victor stared at me steadily, though in a stiff position, with a hesitation that made me realize that he did realize just how big a mess he had just made. “I was at your office,” he repeated ...