Rosa had not seen my rejection coming. She shethered, her eyes flickering with shock. However, she was quick to regain her composure, her tears and sobs returning. You really can't handle it now that I'm no longer your backdrop?
I know you've always resented me for being the better one, but I only wanted to spare you the hard art- This is too much. I looked at his protective stance and smiled bitterly, though it was small
Say you're sorry to Rosa. He was still the same, dominating, unapologetic, forcing me to meet his eyes by tilting my chin up. It made me sick. Enough with the hero act, Mr. Savior.
I don't need your drama, not here by my mother's grave. His hand hung in the air, motionless, as my cool defiance left him speechless. He probably never imagined I could look at him with such attachment. You.
His voice was a rasply shadow of itself. I turned away, gathered my things, and left for New Palamo that night. However, before I could even get on the plane, Sergei and Grayson cornered me.
Sergei's grip on my neck was tight, his eyes wild with rage.