Page 35 of Love Me

Our eyes meet. Those enigmatic blue pools are dilated and hooded with desire. His eyes were once my entrance to a world of love, security, and happiness.

He betrayed you.

I push him off me. “Nothing of me is still yours.”

“Are you playing games with me?”

His entire body turns predatory. The idea of him giving in to the chase thrills me. I cross my hands over my chest and lift my chin.

“I can’t allow anyone, not even you, to sabotage what I have worked for since you left.”

The bastard dares to say that to my face. Like I left because I wanted to. He was the one basically packing my stuff. I fist his shirt between my fingers.

“I could dig a knife into your heart.”

“Try it. Let’s see if you find something left in there.”

His words sucker punch my battered heart. My grip loosens, and he steps back. Don’t go soft for him. It serves him right.

He leaves, but not before telling me over his shoulder, “Don’t make me your enemy, Celine.”

“We’re nothing, Kaden.”

I storm into the kitchen while our interaction plays on repeat in my head, keeping me wired up. Slapping a palm on the marbled island top, I gulp a glass of water. I should sleep, but it’s as if my synapses are wired to the maximum.

Abigail steps inside wearing silk pajamas, her perfectly straightened hair falling over her breasts. This girl is the definition of flawless.

“I expected more from you, Abi.”

I don’t even intend to bait her. I am simply hurt. She betrayed me too, and him being with her crushes me.

Why do I always forget this major detail when Kaden and I are together? Was she in his room? Will she go into his room? Are they going to fuck?

I grip the table’s edge and shake the images from my head.

You’re my sky, and I will look only at you, worship only you, love only you.

Get it together, Celine! I urge myself and breathe through the anguish. Abigail grabs my elbow, but I wrench out of her grasp, gripping her arm and bending it back. A scream pierces the room.

“What is wrong with you? I just wanted to comfort you.”

I step back, vision blurring. Her almond-shaped eyes widen while three sets of feet rush downstairs.

“What the fuck happened?” Kaden asks.

I expect her to gloat at any moment and use my split second of weakness to score points with him.

“Nothing.”

“Stop playing the good girl,” I hiss.

“What happened to you?” she asks, mouth agape.

I flinch at her incredulity and the worried look she casts me.

“You started it.” I don’t even know why I am defensive, but her genuine concern twists me from within.

I dash for the door, taking my comatose heart with me.

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