“You’re just a vessel, Verity. You’re disposable to all of them. Never forget that.” “Like I am to you?” she asks, voice bitter. It makes me pause, jaw clenching, because it’s been years now, and this girl still doesn’t get it. “Have you forgotten?” I ask, leaning forward to drag my lips against her ear. “I made you mine long before I wanted to put that baby in you.”
