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I give a humorless laugh. “Devastated? Yeah, I don’t think so.” I say, sitting up in bed. “We broke up last night.”
“What?” Nera exclaims.
“I thought you guys were doing great.” Six adds.
“If the way he was looking at you last night was anything to go by, he was as obsessed with you as usual.” Nera finishes.
“Why did you break up?” Thayer asks, disregarding the conversation behind her as she focuses on me.
“I caught him.” I say, my words stumbling against the ball of emotion lodged in my throat. “With Lyra.”
Six’s sharp inhale sounds behind Thayer. “You’re joking.”
“That fucking wanker.” Nera adds, steam almost shooting out of her ears, she’s so angry.
“Why?” Thayer questions again.
I sigh, emotionally exhausted. I don’t want to spend any more time thinking about the why of his actions. My heart has a gaping wound in it, bleeding all over the floor. Does the weapon really even matter?
“I don’t know. He got tired, I guess.”
“Nope.” Thayer answers, shaking her head. “I don’t buy it. Not for a single second.”
My eyebrows pull down in a frown as I look at her.
“Since when are you a fan of his?”I ask her.
“Since I saw the way he was with you. That man is obsessed with you.Obsessed, B.”
“I saw him with my own eyes.”
“There’s got to be a reason.” She replies, convinced.
“There isn’t. He’s just a phenomenal liar and I’m the idiot who fell for it. You guys were right to warn me, I just didn't listen."
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34.
Rogue
She bought it.
Mission accomplished.
Plan executed.
So why did I want to run after her and yell at her for believing I’d ever fucking do that to her?
I'd had to hold myself back from doing just that when I followed her into the hallway. My feet had moved of their own volition, my first instinct being to go after her.
My father couldn’t have had better timing. I hadn’t planned for him to witness our breakup, he’d just walked in at the perfect time. He’d seen Bellamy completely destroyed by my supposed betrayal.
Even as everything clawed inside me, screaming, telling, nobeggingme to tell her, seeing my dad there solidified my decision and kept me rooted in place.
I shattered her heart and mine in the process, but at least she was safe.
Without acknowledging my father, I turn and walk back into the room. Lyra is still sitting where I left her, legs parted as if we’re going to pick up where we left off.
