“She didn’t want us there,” I say, and it comes out sounding bitter as fuck. “Or at least, she didn’t want me there. She’s made that perfectly fucking clear multiple times. She doesn’t want shit to do with me anymore.” Ransom chuckles, shaking his head. “Yeah, that’s definitely why she spent the whole night sleeping by your side. Because she didn’t want you there.” That makes me pause. Fuck, I really must have been out of it, because I didn’t know that.
