Susan's POV
What on earth was happening here? I only asked for Evander to come, so why did she have to tag along?
Seeing Claire standing there with him made my blood boil. Was he with her? I tried to keep my temper in check, but it stung the way Evander looked at me— no, the way he dismissed me in front of Claire. My heart clenched, and I struggled to hide my frustration and embarrassment.
"Get up," he commanded, his tone indifferent as I lay there, still in pain. "I have an important meeting to get to. I can't spend all my time here." Then, as if adding salt to the wound, he glanced at Claire and said, "And she needs to head back as well."
I forced myself to hold it together, but every word cut deeper. How could he be so cold— especially in front of her? He was usually this way, but did he have to treat me like this in front of Claire?
