Cara’s POV
Staring at him and thinking of what to say was harder than I thought that it would ever be, seeing as I had a lot to say but didn’t know how to say it.
I wanted to ask if he was just jealous, but I didn’t, more because I knew he could laugh in my face and wave it off. I wouldn’t want that. Instead, I said flatly. “You’re trying to have control over my life, even though you want absolutely nothing to do with me in the process.” The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. “That’s what this is about, isn’t it?” I asked.
His jaw clenched, and for a moment, he looked like he was about to deny it. But then, slowly, he nodded. “It’s probably because I wanted to be sure you don’t regret whatever decision you make. I guess that’s it.” He said.
I stared at him, stunned. All this
