I storm back into the bedroom, and he follows me, pleading, “Tessa, listen to me.” I turn around, feeling wounded, and strong, and hurt, and enraged. “No! You listen to me, Hardin,” I say through my teeth, trying to lower my voice. But I can’t. “I’m so sick of this, I’m sick of you trying to sabotage everything in my life that doesn’t revolve around you!” I scream, balling my fists tightly at my sides. “That’s not what I—” “Shut up! Shut the hell up! You are the most selfish, arrogant—you’re just… ugh!” I can’t think straight; angry words fly from my mouth, my hands moving through the air in
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Killlllll himmmmm
