Jayden watched the invisible lightning crackle between them.. silent, tense, electric. These two definitely knew each other… and it was not on good terms. He could feel it in his bones.
"Yeah, it has," Tasha replied coolly, her tone like frost over fire.
Jayden stood there, stuck in the crossfire of two glaring goddesses. He didn't know what kind of war he just walked into, but he did what any poor soul in his shoes would do... Ask the most obvious question.
"You two… know each other?" he asked, playing it innocent.
This time, Cassandra answered, her voice soft but laced with venom. "Yes, we do. We used to be… friends."
Tasha's eyes narrowed, her grip on Jayden's arm tightening as she pressed it subtly closer to her chest. "Yeah, friends." she muttered, clearly biting back something darker.
Jayden sighed silently. Great. His unofficial girlfriend had a beef with his potential 'friend'. That was definitely not a red flag waving in his face like a matador.
