29- A TRUE LUNA

BLAISE

I slammed the file shut, frustration building within me like a storm about to break. I leaned back in the chair, closing my eyes in an attempt to calm the turmoil inside. However, images of Lila slipping into Ace's car haunted me. A bitter taste coiled at the back of my tongue. Ace was fully aware she was my wife, wasn’t he? It seemed like it was high time for a proper introduction.

With a deep, resigned sigh, I reopened the file. "Whatever, I don't care," I muttered under my breath, lying to the uncaring silence of the room, my eyes fixated on the printout before me as though it could offer some distraction, but the words blurred. "Well, maybe I do care. She shouldn't be getting entangled with my own flesh and blood."

Outside, the sky grumbled as if in agreement. I rose from my chair, walking over to the window behind me. Dark clouds were gathering ominously, and a storm loomed on the horizon, promising rain—rain that Lila feared. I shook my head. I don’t care.