Chapter 18

Della’s POV

Kylian slowly walked into the room, one hand on his pants pocket while the other was simply hanging on his side.

His eyes were void of emotion, and his perfectly sharp jaws clenched in anger. Though he wasn’t saying anything yet, gloominess was exuding from every part of him.

I momentarily closed my eyes and heaved a sigh as his intoxicating scent reached my nostrils, stirring unwanted emotions from me.

‘Get yourself together, Della!’ Silently, I scolded myself.

Opening my eyes again, chills went up my spine when I met Kylian’s questioning eyes.

His eyes were narrowed just a little bit – enough for me to see the intensity of his stare in my… to see the judgment on it.

My heart clenched as I became even more disappointed in him. I was the victim here, and yet, how did I become the one being looked at like that? A look of scrutiny.

Even after hearing every lie Flora uttered earlier… how come I was still the one getting those looks?