SIENNA
I was standing beside Clay’s SUV when Hayden approached me.
He didn’t say a word.
He simply stopped in front of me and stared.
There was something different about the way he looked at me now. Gone was the usual smirk and arrogance. Instead, there was concern written across his face.
“You’re worried about something,” he said.
I said nothing.
“Do you still think I’m going to hurt you?”
His voice carried a hint of frustration.
“I’ve told you repeatedly that I will never hurt you again. I don’t understand why you refuse to believe me.”
For a brief moment, I almost felt sorry for him.
Almost.
Then I remembered everything he’d done to me over the past four years.
The humiliation.
The cruelty.
The countless times he’d made me feel like I wasn’t worth anything.
The sympathy
