Celeste
My heart cracked. Actually cracked. I could feel it breaking inside my chest.
“Are you saying I lost my brain?” I asked. Tears filled my eyes, but I blinked them back. “Are you saying I’m crazy? That I don’t know what happened to my own body?”
“I didn’t say that—”
“You did!” I shouted. Pain shot through my wounds, but I didn’t care. “You just did! You’re calling me a liar!”
All this time, I thought he was here because he cared about me. I thought the way he held my hand and stayed by my side meant something. I thought maybe, just maybe, he felt the same way I did.
But I was wrong. So wrong.
He was only here because he felt guilty. Because his precious Aria hurt me, and he couldn’t accept it.
When Aria shot me, I had regrets. So many regrets. My biggest one was never telling
