Skylar
I sigh, resting my head against the cool window glass. "I’m the one who keep hurting him, Raff. I’m the bad guy.”
“You’re not a bad person, Sky,” he sighs.
But I am….
“Why can't he just forget about me and move on?" I grumble.
“Because he has strong feelings for you,” Raff states matter-of-factly as if it were the most apparent truth in the world.
Maybe those feelings will fade after today. There's no way he could still have feelings for a petulant woman who recoils from his care. And let’s not forget my poisoned and scarred body. I hope he realizes today that he deserves so much better.
Why do I say “I hope” when I’m fighting back tears at the realization that I may have actually succeeded in pushing him away?
I’m a mess.
Raff glances at me, his eyes scanning my face for a
