RYAN
I wanted to kîll him. Kîll him with my bare hands. And her, on the other hand. God damn it!! I wanted to tie her to my bed and tortûre her till she breaks and promises not to disobey me ever again.
As I paced in my condo, the one scene remained on a loop in my mind: when that asshole had said to me that he’d come here for Rose, that he wanted to take her away with him. That he knew she loved him.
God… At that moment I didn’t know what I wanted to do more, beat the shît out of him or to just laugh out loud in his goddamn ugly face. I knew that Rose only saw his as her brother, there was no love interest from her side. Sure, she cared for him and loved him, just like a sister would. But, I didn’t have any reason to even give the benefit of doubt to that bastard.
My skin was itching
