Jay, always the one with the shortest fuse, practically exploded as soon as he entered the room. "What the hell is going on here?"
The loudness of his voice snapped Esme awake. Disoriented and groggy, her head pounded as she tried to make sense of the scene in front of her. Aron was standing beside her, still looking concerned, while her husbands—Jay, Ray, and Kai—stood there, faces twisted in anger.
Confusion mixed with the throbbing pain in her head. She struggled to keep up with what was happening, but irritation kicked in almost immediately. She was already feeling miserable, and now this?
"What the hell are you shouting about?" she asked, her voice thick with frustration as she pressed a hand to her temple, trying to ease the pain. "Do you seriously think this is the time to start yelling?"
