Chapter 38

Rosalie's POV

"Bryce—" My voice was shaking, not from fear, from fury.

"Don't interrupt me." He waved a hand like he was swatting a fly, then turned to Cassian, his voice going soft—soft enough to turn your stomach.

"This… fireman, is it?" He smiled, but his eyes were cold as ice. "I don't know h...

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