Realizing the possible consequences of what he did, Dimitri quietly retreated to the far edge of the group. He kept a solid distance from Ren's team, forcing himself to blend into the background. He was alone, and pushing someone to their death—especially someone connected to Ren—was a terrible decision.
But it had been a moment ruled by pure instinct. A split-second reflex. He couldn't blame himself for reacting, but he fully understood why Ren kept throwing daggers at him with his eyes.
Those glares made Dimitri wonder something ridiculous—
Was Evie Ren's girlfriend?
