Page 144 of Fighting the Pull


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“You approached me.”

“You jumped on it.”

“Of course I did. It was my job. But you hijacked it after you failed to inform me you had a hidden agenda.”

“Like you cared,” she scoffed. “Your follows went through the roof.”

“You used me to hurt decent, innocent people who were grieving. Andyoudidn’t care you did. Like you don’t care now Hale has company and you’re causing a scene in his driveway.”

“You don’t get to judge me, Elsa Cohen,” she snapped.

“Oh yes I do,” I whispered sinisterly. “Because he’s mine now.” I slapped my chest and leaned into her as I took two steps her way. “Mine. And you don’t shout at what’smine, calling him a piece of shit. Soyou need to leave.”

“I have things to say to my son,” she shot back.

“I heard some of those things,” I returned. “And I’m telling you, you’re not going to say any more of them.”

She got closer to me, asking, “Who the fuck do you think you are?”

I was a Brooklyn girl, the stupid bitch.

So no hesitation, I got closer to her, not as close as I would have liked, because I felt Hale’s arm curl around my ribs, but I didn’t back down.

“I told you who I am. Go.”

She looked up to Hale.

So I shrieked in her face, “Go!”

Her gaze darted to me. “You’re crazy.”

“Go,” I repeated.

“I—” she started.

I pushed through Hale’s arm. He tried to tag the waistband of my jeans, but I was advancing fast, Samantha Wheeler was retreating fast too, and I backed her right into her car.

“Get in andgo,” I snarled.

“Fu—”

“You know,” I whispered. “You know. You know what you did to him. Somewhere deep down in that bitter, shriveled heart of yours,you know. You know you don’t belong here.Go.”

After I spoke, for a second, I thought her face would collapse, the huge emotion welling up in her eyes too much to bear.

It didn’t.

She slid out from in front of me and I ran into Hale, who was right behind me, as I tried to get out of her way as she opened her car door.

We moved back together and watched her get in, start up, do an easy circle in Hale’s massive forecourt, but it was only me who walked all the way to the end of Hale’s long drive behind her car.

When I arrived at the end, I stood there, like I could stop her with my super strength if she tried to drive back in.

She didn’t try.

She drove away.

I turned and ran into someone.

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