**Elena**
I didn’t even know what I was feeling anymore.
Anger? Maybe. Hatred? That too. Jealousy? Probably. But what I did know was—I was upset. With Xavier. And not just a little. The pain from the burn on my hand didn’t even come close to what I felt inside.
It was messed up. I hated feeling this way. I hated that he had the power to make me feel this way.
One moment he was cold and harsh, the next… kind. Caring. Like I was just a placeholder. And he could toy with my feelings whenever he wanted.
"Xavy baby, where do I sit if she gets the front seat?" Trisha’s voice sliced through my thoughts, making my teeth ache in rage.
I wanted to roll my eyes. She hadn’t changed. Still annoying, still loud, still acting like the center of the damn universe.
I stepped out of the car, not eve
