“I mean it, Bella,” I snarled, feeling a surge of anger rise up inside of me. “I’m not fucking around here. Keep your distance from her.” “Well,” she mused, eyes narrowed. “Look who’s showing emotion now.” She was absolutely right. I was showing emotion. Because I cared. I cared a great deal more about a girl I barely knew than I ever did Bella. It was warped, and confusing, and completely fucked up, but I did. Instead of admitting this terrifying new development, I said, “Leave. Her. Alone.”
