"Far be it from me to judge another man," Draco shrugs, "I'm sure he had his reasons."
Raven groans inwardly, clenching her fist hard. Frustrated.
Draco replied to her so passively and his heartbeat was steady, no change, like he truly doesn't know who the man is, as if he is speaking about a complete stranger and not himself. If her body, brain and heart do not remember him so well, she'd be convinced she got the wrong guy as he wants her to believe.
"You're never going to admit it, are you?" Raven asks, her wall breaking, her voice almost shaky.
"I warned you about this bullshit, did I not?" Draco's voice becomes even colder, his brows creasing. He looks away from the reflection and looks down at her, his words heavy and curt, "I am not who you think I am."
A huge lump f
