Ronan would forget me eventually. And that felt like the biggest rejection of all, searing the very core of my heart. Stinging pride was what forced the next words out. “At least Carter doesn’t murder people for a living.” Ronan made an unamused noise, practically baring his teeth at me. “Fuck you, Mila.” I bristled. “Fuck you! And fuck your decency too. I’m so over it.”
