Why do I feel like this? Isn’t this what I wanted? For him to leave me alone? No, I wanted revenge. And I got it. But it feels like the cost for it was my goddamn soul. “Holy shit!” My gaze swings back over to Royce, who’s currently gaping at me with his eyes bugging out, a hand over his mouth. My brows slam together. “What?” “Still?” His hand drops to his chest, clutching it like a string of pearls. “Even after everything?” “Still what? What are you talking about?” He slides two shots over to me, shaking his head in disbelief. “Here, sweetie, you need these more than I do.” “What, why?”
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