“Because I love him.”
“That simple? Then why did you reject me, I couldn’t have been worse than him. Well, that image of him I painted for you.”
He was smiling, but I could feel the sadness, the hurt over having been rejected. “Because I never got to love you. I probably could have, but… Well, you made sure that would never happen.”
“Right. That’s a big fat lie,” he shouted. “I did everything by the book, I should have had you in the palm of my hand.”
“Anthony… You are clueless. Utterly ignorant and that’s a shame, an enormous waste of a few lifetimes.”
“You’re the waste, not me,” he barked back and attacked.
I let him put his hands around my neck, but just for a second, just until I seized his wrists to keep him at bay. “You were too taken with your own role to ever figure out I cou
