Why was it so hard to force the words out? It was just a simple lie. But the way Diego spoke about him made a tigress sit up inside me and lick her lips. I wanted to destroy him for talking about Orion that way. I might have been mad at him, but Diego didn’t have the right to talk about him like that. It was as if I had no control over myself for a second. Like a beast really did live in me.
