“I don’t know you, but I don’t think you have that power over him.” I say confidently.
“No, you don’t know me at all. And you don’t know what I’m capable of, human. So, watch your mouth when you speak to me.”
“f**k you!” I spit, allowing my anger to get the better of me.
I know Elijah has been lying to me about nearly everything, but I have to believe that some of the love we shared was real. Some of the emotions and the connection we had, a part of that had to have been real. He couldn’t make love to me the way he did, touch me and kiss me how he did, if it was all fake, all for show. Perhaps he didn’t mean to fall for me, but he did. And I fell for him too. I don’t know how much of that love is left, considering all the lies, but even if it’s gone completely, it doesn’t mean I hate
