“You want the truth, Captain?” I lower my voice, fury lacing every word. “The truth is that no matter how much I wish I could toss you to the wolves and not care, I can’t do that. Your words got to me, I admit it. They got to me so damn badly that I pulled out our wedding album and realized that, for better or worse, I can’t walk away from you when I should—when it’s in my best interest to lay down the sword and get the hell out of dodge. I hope you’re pleased with yourself.” His lips part on a sharp breath. “Holls—” “Don’t touch me.” Don’t touch me or I’ll shatter. I yank open the door with
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