ELARA
I saw Kieran's eyes turn red.
Not tears. Kieran didn't cry. But something raw flickered there, something I'd never seen before.
My heart clenched.
Pathetic, I thought. You're so f*****g pathetic.
I knew I still loved him. I also knew it was just residue. Habit. The ghost of something that was never real. It would fade eventually. Everything did.
Kieran stared at me. His jaw worked. Then he bent down, grabbed the magazine from the floor. Felix's face still staring up from those glossy pages.
He grabbed the magazine, pages crumpling in his fist, and hurled it at the window.
The magazine hit the window with a sound like a body hitting concrete, a wet heavy c***k that echoed off the sixteen-foot ceilings and vibrated through my teeth, and even though the glass was triple-paned a
