"Hunt down the traitor, and bring them back to me alive." My boyfriend, Sterling says to his guards before turning and looking at me.
He walks over to me and places one of his hands on my shoulder while the other raises my face to look at him.
“You okay?” He asks me as he caresses my cheek with his thumb.
“Not entirely.” I whisper and he nods.
“I’m sorry I yelled that about him.” He says and ...