I pushed myself off the bed. “You shouldn’t be in here.”
He didn’t move. Didn’t even blink.
My heart started pounding louder in my ears. “Get out of my room.”
The silence after I said it felt heavier than his presence. I hated that I had to repeat myself in my head just to convince myself I meant it.
“I got you something,” he said, leaning back into the chair with a smile like I hadn’t just told him to leave.
Minutes ago he was in Vanessa's room acting all cold and angry, now he's here being cozy.
I stared at him in disbelief. “I don’t want anything from you.”
It was already hard enough that he haunted my dreams. Now he was haunting my reality too. Every time I thought I was finally letting go, he appeared and undid every bit of progress I'd made.
“Open it,” he said, nodding towar
