shake my head. “Bullshit! I heard your entire conversation. If you don’t want him, tell him right now, in front of me.” Her watery eyes plead silently for me to give in and not make her humiliate him in front of me, but it doesn’t sway me. “Now, or I’m done with you.” My own words burn like acid on my tongue. “I don’t want you, Zed,” she says, facing me. Her words are rushed, panicked, and I know it’s hurting her to say them. “At all?” I ask, mimicking Zed’s grin from earlier. “At all.” She frowns, and he runs his hands through his hair. “You never want to see him again,” I instruct. “Turn and
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