Hazel’s POV
"Very thoughtful of you, Trey!" I let out a dry laugh, and I saw how that one hit him really hard.
I know Trey has been raised to be a selfish person by our dad. Everything was always about him—whatever Trey wanted, he got. Meanwhile, I stayed in the shadows, daring not to say my choices out loud, and even the little ones I made were scrutinized and given a label.
And now here he was, standing in front of me like a judge handing down a sentence, telling me to choose between what I wanted and him. It might have broken me once upon a time, but not anymore. Even if what I had going on with Jaxon was fake, I wasn’t going to bend over for Trey again. Not after he left me drowning just a few hours ago.
"What is family for, right?" I finally said, my words dripping with sarcasm.
