"This isn't your fault, Travis. If her mother hadn't pretended to be sick, you wouldn't have been forced to marry her."
I wanted to ignore her words, but Solana suddenly spoke through the mind link. "Tsk. How's the feeling of being stood up? I told you, you're nothing in his eyes. He was never yours to begin with!"
A fury like I had never known surged through me. Without thinking, I raised my hand and slapped her across the face. My claws extended instinctively, almost digging into her cheeks. Solana staggered back, shock and anger flashing in her eyes.
I glared at Solana. "You better watch your mouth."
Solana feigned distress. "Was I wrong? If your mother hadn't pretended to be sick and pressured Travis, how could he agree to marry you?"
Travis was immediately by her side, his face twisted with rage. He instinctively shielded Solana behind him, his eyes cold. "What the hell are you doing, Amari?! Apologize to her!" he demanded. His voice was cold and authoritative.
I stared at him, my heart pounding. "Is that what you think too?"
His silence spoke volumes.