ndercloud of fury. He took in the scene in a single glance: me, stand

ps, shoving me aside so hard I slammed into the wall. The impact knocked the wind out of

eside Bella, his voice full of concer

at me. "She said if I didn't leave you alone, she would kill me. When

haking voice, the look of pure terror in her eye

t, my voice raspy with pain. "She sl

was almost physical. He stood up and stalked over to where I lay. He grabbe

like you always do. You set fire to our apartment. You trashed a charity

ar I had so eagerly waged. He was using my own history again

" I pleaded, my voice br

ose," he snarled, his grip tightening. "I see the same

mper from the floor, a perfectly

and my head thudded back against the concrete floor. H

angerously low. "Stay away from me. If I see you

man looking back at me wasn't just my rival anymore. He was a stranger. Blinded by a pretty face and a well-told

There was no point. He would neve

y over. I had been clinging to the ghost of a g

earing protest from my ribs. I didn't look at him. I didn't look at her. I just

oing?" he demand

from him, away from them, away from the lif

his confusion. He had expected me to scream, to fight, to make a scene. My quiet, d

che in my heart. I lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

ad a kind face and a sad smile. And he looked exactly like Ethan. The same messy brown hair, the same

time, I felt something other than anger or pain. It w

face and set it as my phone's wallpaper. I looked at the

e expensive shoes, the jewelry Mark had bought me over the years. I piled it all on the floor. I would sell