Chap-125*Coming Clean.*

Cynthia Dion:  "You want me to undress in front of everyone and the guards? What would I say to Mr. Holt, please? Tell me, don't you think it's wrong for people to ogle my body?" My frustration grew, and I began to raise my voice. I couldn't believe this was the same Atticus who would get angry and jealous if anyone dared to look at me with ill intentions, considering how protective he used to be. "Not when they're around. Only when they're not at home," he sounded defensive too, "But if you're not comfortable with it, it's okay. You asked about my desires, and I shared them. I never said you had to do it, or that I'd leave you if you didn't," he shook his head in disbelief, causing me to calm down and nervously bite my lower lip. "I thought my mate would appreciate it with me. I'm such a fool for getting into arguments with everyone and pretending I didn't see your messages, which led to Mr. Holt hurting my sister. I'm the only one fighting for us while you're busy cozying up to him,"