Anasha's hands shook violently as her lips trembled. "F-Fake…?" The word broke apart in her throat and made her tremble even more.
Anasha's eyes went wide, tear-streaked eyes darted from Phineas to Reinhard, and then clutched onto Reinhard's clothing as she stared at him.
Reinhard's chest tightened as he could feel her gaze as if she was begging him to tell her Phineas' words were a lie. He could feel the tremors of the girl pressed against him. His jaw locked as he gritted his teeth from Phineas's cruel words and Anasha's reaction.
Damn him.
Reinhard forced his breathing steady, but inside, he was filled with rage. He wanted nothing more than to drive his fist through Phineas's smiling face, to tear down those golden threads and strangle the life out of him.
But he couldn't, not yet anyway.
Not while Anasha clung to him and was trembling.
