Page 66 of War of Her Heart

“What is wrong with you?” I said, taking a step back from him.

“I mean it, Violet.”

“Get out!” I screamed as I shoved him in the chest.

Tears began flowing from my eyes as he transferred out of my room. I ripped my dress off and threw it on the floor before heading straight for the bed, burying myself within the blankets.

My Sovereign. Not my Calum. That was who just spoke to me.

I could feel his eyes boring holes into me the entire time I sat at the dinner table, but I couldn’t look at him. Not until he apologized for the things he had said to me last night.

I did nothing wrong.

But I also couldn’t look at Sebastian. Looking at him would add more fuel to Calum’s fire, and I just wanted it to be over with.

He was angry. I knew deep down he didn’t mean it, but he had never been good at expressing his emotions and the only way he seemed to settle things was always by enforcing his authority. He would apologize eventually. He just needed sometime to cool off. We were in uncharted territory with all of this. There had never been others inserting themselves in our relationship, and we had never had the challenges we faced now.

I sat, staring at my hands in my lap while the servants came around and replaced our empty dinner plates with small plates with pieces of cake on them.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a small trail of shadows slithering towards me. Small enough that they would go unnoticed to anyone around me.

He was trying to get my attention, begging me to look at him.

But I couldn’t.

I didn’t want our friendship to end, but I also never wanted to see the side of Calum that I saw last night again.

Calum had to apologize and admit what he said was wrong. If he did, I wouldn’t see Sebastian again. Even though a little piece of my heart broke at the thought of it.

Later, I stood at my bedside table and twiddled with the small pill between my fingers—it was a constant reminder of how weak I was.

I heard a knock at my door, startling me into dropping the pill on the floor. I wasn’t used to someone knocking this late at night, only transferring unannounced. I quickly found the pill on the floor, swallowed it, and took a sip of water from the glass that sat next to the pill bottle before going to my door.

I ran through the possibilities of who it could be in my mind. Bronwen? Yara ? My father?

What I didn’t expect was to open my door and see Nathara standing there.

“Oh, um, can I help you?” I asked as I kept my grip on the door handle.

“We have some things to discuss. Can I come in?” she asked with a solemn look on her face.

I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t figure out why she would possibly need to talk to me. But I couldn’t do anything but nod and allow her entry.

I closed the door behind her and turned to see her walking around my room, inspecting every inch of it. Even picking up my bottle of pills and looking at it, confused.

“What do we need to discuss?” I asked, even though the pit in my stomach told me I didn’t want to know.

“Oh, I’m just waiting for someone to arrive before we discuss some things,” she said as she placed my bottle of pills down and brought her attention to me.

Before I could even fathom saying anything, Calum was standing between us.

“And here he is.”

Calum quickly turned around to see Nathara, realizing we weren’t alone. He glanced back at me, his eyes wide at the realization that we were fucked.

“What are you doing here?” Calum asked.

“I should ask you the same thing,” Nathara replied as she crossed her arms.

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