***SYMONE'S POV***
I went to the hall to ask Cesar about my bag of weapons. No one had been able to find it, and they were supposed to be in the battle room. Just as I opened the door, I heard Roman's painful words. 'I don't care about her.' It cut me so deep- deeper than I cared to admit. I had a feeling he didn't, but to hear it was just like being shoved into a frozen lake- ice cold and painful.
I quickly went from hurt to infuriated. Roman proceeded to say that he couldn't protect me. As if I asked him to! He honestly does think of me only as a weak, helpless human. I stormed toward him, my blood boiling. I was ready for a fight.
He looked surprised at my reaction, which only pissed me off even more. I guess I wasn't supposed to hear what he really thought of me. For a moment, I tho
