He kisses me hard, painfully. I pull away and cock my hand back, landing a slap square across his jaw. The sound of skin-to-skin contact echoes through the atrium. “You’re not going to use sex to avoid this. I don’t even know who you are anymore. You used me.” He reaches out to me again, but I jerk my hand away. “Margot, please, I—I love you.” I stare at him, his eyes pleading with me but instead of elation, I feel nothing.
