Crushing agony tore through Kolton's chest like shattered glass. He pressed his back against the cold wall, squeezing his eyes shut as waves of torment crashed over him. His bloodied knuckles throbbed with each heartbeat, matching the rhythm of his self-loathing.
The sight of him in this broken state would terrify anyone who understood the depth of his rage.
His mind dragged him back to that devastating day when he found Kimi in Logan's dormitory. Every detail burned in his memory like acid on skin.
She had looked genuinely shocked to see him standing in the doorway. When he stormed toward her with accusations blazing in his eyes, confusion clouded her features. She truly hadn't understood why fury consumed him. The bewilderment on her face when she noticed Logan's shirt hanging loose on her body, when she saw the bruises marking her neck - that innocent terror still haunted him.
