I’m angry with Callum’s parents and my own for setting all this in motion with their arrangement. Angry with myself for not being honest with Callum about my feelings or anything else. Angry that I thought things would magically work out between us. I’m disgusted that I considered letting Callum kiss me when he has Brit, disgusted that he almost tried. I’m furious with Rafe for sweeping in to rescue me, then wounding me with his words, which weren’t even so far from the truth.
