I meet his gaze head on. “I’m not some naïve, sheltered girl who’ll believe anything you say. I don’t know what the truth is. What I do know is what you put me through. I can never forget the things you said. Your words, Bella’s words—they’re all etched in my memory. I was a tool. Something to be used by you. A substitute, a means to an end, a thing without feelings. Showing up here and telling me what you expect me to do isn’t going to work. I’m not someone who has to bow before you anymore. You’re in my world now.”
He’s staring at me as if trying to process my words. Turning on my heel, I walk away.
It hurts. It hurts so much that it feels like my heart will explode.
And the hurt is wrapped in frustration.
He doesn’t understand. He doesn’t see.
And he never will.
Chapter 18
Cedric
