I looked up at him, my vision blurring with rage.
“You’re disgusting, Thorian,” I hissed, my voice shaking as I fell to my knees and started digging with my bare hands instead. The cold earth cut into my skin, but I didn’t care.
Selindra’s panic spiked, her voice suddenly sharp over the line.
“Stop her! Don’t let her touch Danny!”
Two men grabbed me from behind, dragging me away from the grave.
“Let go of me!” I screamed, struggling violently against their hold, my entire body shaking with fury and grief.
Thorian stepped closer, his face completely devoid of warmth.
“Selindra just lost someone important to her,” he said coldly. “And now you’re ruining his burial? You’ve crossed the line, Morwen.” His gaze hardened further. “Apologize to Selindra. Now.”
Thorian’s voice cut through the private line again—cold, sharp, leaving no room for defiance. It wasn’t just a command; it carried contempt.
“Apologize,” he ordered flatly, “to the woman whose ground you just disrespected.”
For a moment, everything inside me seemed to collapse under the weight of it.
He was asking me to bow—to her—after what she had done.
Grief surged up like a tidal wave, nearly choking the life out of me. I lifted my gaze to him, fury blazing behind my eyes, my jaw clenched so tightly it hurt. When I answered, my voice was iron.
“Never.”
Selindra’s presence slipped in again, subtle and poisonous, her tone smooth as velvet but laced with malice.
“Thorian,” she murmured softly, “you always said your wife was composed, admirable… but look at her now.” A faint, mocking note crept in. “She’s hysterical. If the organization sees this… what will they say about you?”
That did it.
Thorian’s expression darkened, his patience thinning as his gaze locked onto me with visible disgust.
“Do you hear yourself?” he snapped. “Stop embarrassing me.” His voice hardened further. “Go home. Stay with Ashley. How can you just leave her alone like that?”
My teeth ground together, the bitterness rising uncontrollably.
“Do you even care about her?” I shot back.
His reply came instantly, firm, almost offended.
“What kind of question is that? Of course I do. Everything I build, everything I handle—it’s all for her. She’s my only child.” His tone carried pride now. “When she grows up and becomes part of another family, I’ll make sure she leaves with everything she deserves. She’ll stand tall because of me.”
Every word hit like a blade.