I stared at him.
Not buying anything he is saying.
A big part of me wanted to punch him out.
A really really big part of me wanted to do that.
I could almost feel my fist coming in contact with his face as the pleasant slapping sound reaches my ears.
But I surprised myself because I didn't do it.
I just stared at him with the most sour look on my face.
"You have some big balls, coming after all the s**t you put me through and claiming that you f*****g loved me."
"No I don't have big balls, because it f*****g took me so long to tell you this and stand up to my father."
I rolled my eyes at his words.
"You didn't stand up to him. I am sure that he has no idea that you are here now with me. And even if he knows it, he probably thinks that you are killing me or tracking Damian. So do
