Those kinds of coarse words didn't come easily to my lips. Cain would have been more the expert on how to degrade a girl, but it had the right effect. She staggered back just a stutter step, as if I had physically struck her, her eyes widening. Yeah, that blow wouldn't have landed so hard if she didn't remember me, either. If I weren't her first fucking love, for all the good she'd repaid me with.
