One Hundred

I widened my eyes as the words left his mouth, and disbelief filled me. I bit my lip, and took a deep breath. Calm myself down and try to deal with him with my common sense. I don't want a commotion to happen.

"You agreed not to—"

"And the man who's become your reason, violence to me. You think I can accept it?"

"I know that he was wrong, and there are other ways of revenge that you want to him." I replied with a calmness that surprised me. I resumed. "I won't accept that, I don't want the engagement."

"Unfortunately you can't do anything."

"Reagan," I took a step forward, shaking my head. "Don't be like this, please. I—you are my best friend, and this is not like the real you."

I once understood that Reagan never liked anyone crossing a line with him. His demeanor was more or less like Rhysand's. Never liked being defeated, and disliking others made them helpless. It is seen as hurting their pride. But I know that Rhysand is more terrible, he can do anything to Reagan if Reagan is s