Reagan's face paled slightly, his brows furrowed with confusion as he stared at me. "What did you just say?"
"Oh don't pretend like you didn't hear me and don't pretend like this isn't your fault." I scoffed at him in disbelief.
The look of confusion on Reagan's face immediately vanished replaced with a look of frustration on his face. His jaw tightened as he glared at me in response, "How is that my fault?"
"Perhaps if you hadn't been so quick to act in your anger and instate Celeste as your concubine then maybe this wouldn't have happened!"
"And who said I was acting on my anger? I wanted Celeste as my concubine!" Reagan yelled at me and I had to blink a little at the sudden hurt that I was feeling inside. "It's a thought I've been taking about for a while now, this has nothing to do with my anger." Reagan stated.
