You wanna know what I think?” My voice is deadly quiet now. “I think you’re lying to yourself. Pretending you don’t want me because it’s easier than admitting the truth.”
Her breath hitches, and I lean closer until our faces are mere inches apart.
“I think,” I continue, my lips nearly brushing her ear now, “that you’re running to pathetic little boys like Darren because that’s all you can get. Weak men for a weak woman. At least you know your place.”
“Get away from me.”
She shoves me in the chest, but I don’t budge.
“No.” I press even closer to her. “You started this. You wanted to hurt me with your little performance out here? Congratulations. It worked. But if you think I’m going to let you walk away after tearing into me like that, you’re mistaken.”
Her eyes flash dangerously.
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