"Innocent?" I grabbed her chin and forced her to look up. "Who were you thinking about when you were curled up in his arms, making those sounds? You can't give up Tanner's status, and you can't give up Wendell's little 'treatments'—you really think you can string two people along and play innocent?"
"Shut up." Randal slammed his hand on the table and stood up.
I let go of her chin, wiped my fingers with a tissue, and tossed it on the floor. "Tanner will have way harsher things to say when he gets back. Tomorrow, I'm going to the hospital to get my stuff. This engagement is over. If anyone tries to stop me, I'll post every detail of those 'treatments' online and let the whole country decide who's in the wrong."
I walked out of the house without looking back.
Under the streetlight, Wende
