ISLA
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For a second, I wasn’t sure I heard him right.
I stared at him, waiting for him to laugh and take it back. After all, it seemed like all he did was f**k with my head anyway. But he didn’t. He just stood there, his gaze fixed on me, waiting for me to respond to him.
“You can’t just say things like that,” I managed to say, my throat suddenly dry.
His gaze flicked over my face. “Why not?”
I blinked. He wasn’t teasing. He was serious. He came and went as he liked. He said whatever he felt like saying. It annoyed me. “Because you have no right.” I hissed out.
I had spent the last few weeks trying to get him out of my head. I had put all my time and focus on training and school. I didn’t leave any space for thoughts about Lorenzo, especially with all the secrets he carried. I was
