Page 18 of Shattering

Her eyes, still slightly red-rimmed from crying, searched his face as if looking for something—anything—that might explain what was happening between them. But whatever she saw in his expression must have disappointed her, because her mouth parted slightly before pressing shut again.

She looked away first.

The moment broke, and Gray turned sharply, heading for the stairs.

"Gray," she called softly.

He ignored her.

She moved quickly, stepping forward and catching his arm. "Wait—"

His body reacted before his mind caught up. He jerked his arm free—too fast, too hard.

Cadi stumbled, her hip colliding with the edge of the kitchen island with a sharp thud. She let out a gasp of pain.

Gray's stomach dropped.

He turned instantly, hands reaching for her, but she straightened before he could touch her.

They both froze.

Cadi clutched the counter for support, shock flashing across her face. Gray stared at her, his breath caught in his throat. He had never—never—hurt her.

"I—" His voice was hoarse, guilt tightening in his chest.

"It's fine," she cut in, but her voice was tight, angry.

A beat of silence stretched between them, thick and suffocating. Then Cadi looked him straight in the eye, her chin lifting.

"Are you having an affair?"

Gray let out a sharp, humourless laugh, but there was nothing amused about it. His eyes darkened with something venomous.

"That's rich," he said coldly.

Cadi blinked, taken aback. "What?"

Gray scoffed, shaking his head. "If I was having an affair, you pushed me to it."

Her stomach twisted violently.

"Gray," she said, stepping closer, her voice dropping. "You don't mean that. Tell me what's going on. Why are you doing this? Why are you hurting me?"

Gray's hands curled into fists. His jaw clenched so tight she thought it might break.

"You want to have it out?" His voice was low, furious. "Fine. I want a divorce."

Cadi recoiled as if he had struck her.

She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Her head spun, the world tilting around her.

"I want to know why," she finally whispered, her voice barely audible. "Tell me why."

Gray exhaled sharply and ran a hand over his face. Then, in a tone so bitter it cut her like a knife, he said,"I got bored."

Cadi flinched as if slapped.

Gray let out a hollow laugh and added, "And then there's Callum. Your beloved Callum." His voice dripped with venom. "You were very clever about it. And you have no shame."

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