Just because he likes fucking you doesn’t mean he gives a shit about you . . . He’s using you because you’ll do whatever he says . . . And then, worst of all, echoing over and over in my brain: You’re nothing to me. I never really believed that Dean could love me. What fragile hope I had was shattered as he raged at me in the tower. Zoe’s right: love doesn’t hurt like this. Love doesn’t bring you to your knees with grief and misery. “Cat, you’re being ridiculous!” Dean cries, annoyed at my continued resistance. “You can’t throw away everything we have over one fight.” “I didn’t throw it away,”
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