I stared at her, unsure how to respond. “I don’t—”
“You stole my life,” she hissed, stepping closer. “You stole my parents, my family, my home.”
“It wasn’t my fault,” I said quietly, my voice trembling.
“Wasn’t it?” She tilted her head, her smile widening. “You stole everything from me, Remi. Even my man.” Her gaze flicked toward Eros, and her lips curled into a smirk.
“I didn’t—”
“You did,” she interrupted. “But now, I have it all back. My family. My place. Eros.” She leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper. “How does it feel to lose everything?”
I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could, she turned her back to the crowd, tilting her glass slightly.
And then she poured the wine down the front of her dress.
The glass slipped from her hand, shattering on the floor as she stumbled back, falling to the ground. Her cries pierced the air, drawing the attention of everyone in the room.
“Oh my goddess, please don’t!” she sobbed, her voice trembling. “Why would you do this to me?”
Gasps filled the room as all eyes turned to me.
“I didn’t—” I started, panic rising in my chest.