“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.” Now, she flinches. “I was never yours,” she insists. “Is that a lie you tell yourself?” Smiling darkly, I stroke her hair. “You were looking over your shoulder every night. Jumping out of your skin when I’d message you. Checking
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