“Regardless if you want to admit it or not, you’ve hurt me with your actions. I need time to…” “To. What?” he asks, the words clipped. “To figure out if I can move past this.” Hayden smirks and the mocking expression has the hairs on my arms lifting. “And if you can’t?” “I—I don’t know.” “Let me be clear, Miss Green. That’s not an option.” He leans forward, placing his lips by my ear. “You can run, but I’ll always chase you.”
