Milla Will POV
Can I slap him? If I could, it wouldn't even be a question.
How does he think I'm blaming him for something when it's not even the case? All I said was I could be out finding my sister.
And all he drew from my words was that I'm blaming him?
He never can understand me.
In the past, he never even tried, even if I was wrong. Now, in the present, when I'm not even wrong, he couldn't understand anything at all. He just has to say things and put words in my mouth.
I took a few deep breaths, clenching my fists, letting my tears flow down.
“Now why the hell are you crying more?” Austin asked angrily.
“I'm crying because I've got a mate like you, who can never understand me, who just needs to blame me. I'm here after leaving everything, Austin. Think again, who did more in
