Fighting tears, I stare into his eyes that are so full of shame and sorrow. “That was before I knew you were capable of—” He scoffs. “Capable of what? Of loving you?” Goddamn this stubborn asshole. “Yes!” I shout back. His mouth twists in a cruel sneer. “You think I could ever love you as much as I loved her, Mia? You will never be her. You will never be good enough. Is that how you want to live your life? Always second best?”
