Sixty Five

I gasped for air as Rhysand pushed me into the car after receiving our two coats that one of the butlers had given us. Rhysand shuts the door a little hard and I wince again as I fasten my seatbelt.

He walked around in front of his car, his expression tense and irritated, and I'm guessing that his feelings right now are really bad and messed up. Maybe the reason was because his parents were there, and the commotion that was going on that he couldn't stand there. Of course it was because of what his parents had done, I couldn't stand being in the same place with someone who had hurt me so deeply.

I followed him until he got into the car with my eyes fixed. I swallowed heavily before speaking. "Are you okay, Rhys?"

He looked straight at me with narrowed eyes. "I should be the one asking that, Amanda."

I opened my mouth, dumbfounded for a few seconds before answering. "I'm fine. You should be worried about your mom and aunt." I said quietly as I looked away from him.

"We'll talk about it