Last night with Elias: finally being desired again, only to be treated like nothing after. This morning, he scorned and mocked me. And then being assured by Damian of something I knew absolutely nothing about, and seeing that hatred in his eyes.
It was all too much.
It was a lot for me to handle, and there was only so much I could take. I was a person, too, so why was no one considering me? Why was no one giving me a chance to speak or explain to myself? Why weren't they giving me a reason why I was being cast aside after being used?
I was so, so fed up.
So even though Damian’s pheromones were making me hot and slippery between the legs, that wasn't the reason I kissed him. No, I still had an atom of control left. I kissed him of my own will. Why? Maybe because I saw the look he was
