"You're not worthy of loving Lucian, Avey," Jimmy said, his voice hard as steel, each word cutting like a blade. His piercing gaze bore into her, unflinching and cold. "There's not a single reason not one why Lucian should accept you back."
Avey flinched at his words.
"I've told you all these stories," Jimmy continued, his tone unwavering, "not because I thought you deserved to know. Maybe a small part of me wanted to remind you of what you lost. But the real reason?" He leaned forward slightly, his voice lowering. "The real reason was to see if you had anything any justification for the way you treated him. Any real reason for what you did."
Jimmy shook his head, his expression filled with contempt. "And you've failed. Failed to give me even one good explanation."
Avey's head dipped lower. A creeping sense of dread began to take hold, growing stronger with each passing moment.
