“And I’m not leaving you, either.” His hands drifted up to cup my face. “Just look at me, baby.” His thumbs caressed my cheeks tenderly. “Hmm?” He stepped closer. “Come back to me…” “Does he know all the ways I’ve had you, munchkin?” “He’ll never have your firsts, munchkin…” “All of those belong to me…” “I’ll make sure Biggs knows just how big of a whore his little girlfriend is…” “And then I’ll kill him…” A lone tear trickled down my cheek and I leaned into his touch. “I can’t.”
