Ally’s POV
I knew I was overreacting a little, but that was a low blow. Bringing my dead sister into this was not okay and he needed to know that. No begging would make me crawl into his arms this time. He needed to realize what he had done. If not… then this would just happen again. The worst part of it all was that he was such a hypocrite. Telling me that I couldn’t just make decisions without him, that he would listen and now he is proving that to me by doing the exact opposite and then getting mad about me confronting him with it? Hell no.
I kept my head straight ahead as I kept walking.
I could hear Dylan’s footsteps as he followed me while I continued to ignore his constant begging.
“We are 40 minutes from home, Ally,” he tried. “You can’t just walk all the way,” he snorted.
