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“Pink?”
“Yup.”
“Neon pink, not that shitty, ugly pink that reminds me of that nasty liquid Marcus brings from Earthala to help with his indigestion.
“Pepto Bismol?”
“Ya, that shit.”
“We decided neon pink.”
“Good, it suits her...or floral,” I admitted, imagining the options; my body strummed with attraction. I continued. “It’s only us seeing her in it right?”
“Yup, we’re going to set the pool up when Marcus and Elyion get back.”
“Eli,” I corrected.
“Meh.” He shrugged again.
“Anything else?” I asked, yawning.I need a nap.
“Daniel suggested we get something for Mako that can make her feel more connected to all of us.”
“What’s that?”
“Whatever you want. He suggested we all should get her something.”
“Guess we got some work to do.”
CHAPTER15
Makoto
“You didn’t love me?”
I stood there, unable to move as my heart shattered into millions of pieces. I stared into his gold eyes...the eyes of the man who manipulated me into loving him.
“Midnight. I—”
He couldn’t finish. I knew he couldn’t lie. I felt something roll down my cheek. For rotations, I believed him each time he told me he loved me. The first time I saw him was in the middle of the arena.
Everything I learned, everything, I knew – told me to destroy him. I tried, we both tried to defeat each other, but he was a worthy adversary.
Now, I stood across from him once more. I blinked, beads of water rolled down my flush cheeks, falling onto the arena floor. I couldn’t breathe, such a task rewarded me with a reminder that I’d been betrayed; lied to, over and over again as I continued to live in this forsaken world.
“I didn’t mean to...I mean, I did love you at one point. It’s just…there wasn’t anyone else who could survive and I just—”
“I was just a tool to you? You didn’t love me. You simply choose to love me because I was the only option available. Only option who’d survive.” He used me the way the Owner used Mako, just another tool.
“Mid—”
“You knew how apprehensive I was! How hard it was for me to trust anyone here. So, you used your gift on me? To make me love you? ANSWER ME!”
“I – you’re correct,” he admitted; his head hung as he gritted his teeth. Archangels were known for their ability to manipulate feelings. All they had to do was wish for you to feel one way and you would. There was no resistance against them…usually.
“I hate you,” I announced; my emotions drained from me. He couldn’t manipulate what was no longer there. Now, I would show him how it feels to be broken.
He lifted his head; his own tears rolled down his cheeks.
