I could barely form words. My vision blurred with tears, and all I could do was stare at them, my heart cracking in half. “What am I doing here?” I repeated, my voice shaking with disbelief. “What are you doing here? With her?”
Thalia’s smug smile infuriated me. Rozen stepped forward, lowering his voice like he was trying to keep a secret. “Chloe, don’t make a scene. You’re stalking us, aren’t you?”
The accusation hit me like a slap. Stalking? Was that what he thought of me? His wife? The mother of his supposed unborn child?
Fury exploded in my chest. Before I knew it, my hand shot up, and I slapped him hard across the face. The sound echoed through the sterile hospital corridor, and for a moment, everything stopped.
Rozen glared at me, his cheek still flushed red from the slap I’d delivered. His jaw tightened, and I could feel the tension rolling off him, but I didn’t care. Not anymore.
“What the hell, Chloe?” he snapped, his voice low and brimming with anger.