“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I snap. “It is not my fault that he doesn’t love you!” “Of course he doesn’t!” She grabs hold of my arm and rolls with astonishing speed, twisting it behind my back. White-hot agony streaks through me, making my mouth water. “He’s not capable of loving anyone,” she hisses in my ear. “You think I’m so petty that I’d attack another woman over love?”
