"I don't... want to hurt either of you, so if you say no... we will go back to whatever we were before." I could see the war in her eyes. She must have thought about it for a long time.
"You mean.. you want him and me? You want to use both of us to hurt James?"
"Yes. It would kill him to see you both with me." She looked colder, and I was a bit afraid of the gleam in her eyes. She looked formidable. And... I saw the strength behind the brokenness.
"Is that what you want?" I whispered. "To hurt James more than heal?"
"Oh, I would f*****g heal once I bury him," she spat. "That is all I want. I want to show him I can have any man I want, and I want to feel desirable. I know I am asking too much..."
"You're not asking enough," I whispered. "And Keya... don't look guilty, because this is y
