“You’re upset, Luna. I get it. Noah’s death… it’s been hard on both of us. But this?” He gestured vaguely toward me. “You’re not thinking straight.”
My blood boiled. He thought this was just about Noah? About me being upset over our son’s death? How could he be so blind?
“No, Damon,” I said, my voice rising. “This isn’t just about Noah. This is about YOU. About how you left me to grieve alone. About how you’ve been spending all your time with Leah while I’ve been drowning in my pain. About how you’ve abandoned me.”
His expression darkened, his jaw tightening. “I haven’t abandoned you.”
“You did abandon me!” I shouted, unable to hold it in any longer. “You left me there with our dying son while you ran off with her! And you’ve been with her every day since! Do you even realize what that’s done to me? What it’s like to be betrayed by the person who’s supposed to be my mate?”
He stood up, towering over me, but I didn’t back down. Not this time.
“I was grieving too, Luna,” he smirk, his voice low and dangerous. “Leah was… she was just comfort. I didn’t mean for things to get so complicated.”