Chapter 29

29 Why Do You Care

Mara

I sat in silence as Lucian drove us to the resort. My hands stayed clenched in my lap, and I stared out the window, trying to pretend the car wasn’t heavy with everything unsaid.

The argument between him and Darian still echoed in my head-loud, raw, and humiliating.

They were fighting over me like I was some object dropped between them, and I hated that my presence had turned their home into a battleground.

When we arrived at the resort, neither of us said much. The room was beautiful-too beautiful. Romantic in all the wrong ways. Like it was meant for a couple who couldn’t keep their hands off each other. But that wasn’t us. We moved around

the space like polite strangers.