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“You did this, didn’t you?”
I can’t see straight. I bump into the corner of the dresser as I’m backing away from him, causing pain to shoot through my hip. It hurts, but not as much as my heart hurts right now.
“Why did you do this? Why did you do thisto me? I thought we were…you and I, I mean…”
Kael’s eyes fly open, and he stumbles back a couple of steps like all the wind’s been knocked clean out of him. He pauses, searching my face. “You can’t be serious?”
“You filmed us having sex, Kael. Christ’s sake, that’s disgusting. And for what?” I do my best to meet his eyes, but honestly, I only just manage to find the strength to do so because I’m absolutely devastated that this has happened.
I allowed him into my life, into Bailey’s life, and now this has happened. I can’t believe this has happened.
“For what, Kael?” I whisper-shout. “To boost your ego? To get your name back in the newspapers? To get your face on the covers of the magazines so you’ll sell more singles, and maybe, just maybe, if you’re lucky, the new album goes to number one? That’s pathetic!You’repathetic.”
He just stares at me, unmoving.
But he isn’t denying it. He doesn’t deny a single thing. He isn’t protesting. He’s just standing there.
I feel sick to my stomach.
“Are you not even going totryto defend yourself?”
Kael’s jaw stiffens, tensely. But he remains silent. His Adam’s apple bobs in his throat, but he doesn’t say a single word in his defense. He just stands there, hands hanging limply by his sides, his fingers unmoving.
“I don’t believe this,” I sob, my insides trembling uncontrollably. “You actually set up a camera…” I glance at my phone again, studying the screen more closely and quickly realize that from the angle of the video, the camera must be hidden somewhere close to the mirror
Oh, god.The mirror.
Of course it’s the mirror.
Bile pools thick and sticky in my stomach. It charges up my throat, making my mouth taste like death. I feel like screaming. I feel like I’m going to lose control of myself.
I shake my head slowly as revulsion and shock pulls me under, drowning me.
He wasn’t watching us having sex last night; he was recording us having sex.
“You’ve been using me this entire time, haven’t you?” I stare back at him incredulously. I can’t handle more lies, more dishonesty, more broken dreams and promises.
“What’s it matter?” he finally says, and the conviction in his voice makes me falter. It’s usually so easy for me to read his eyes, but as I search them, I don’t find even a hint that he might be looking for forgiveness.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You’ve already made up your mind about me, Sienna. What the fucking hell does it matter what you think, or what I think? Or what anyone else thinks?”
His eyes look straight through me.
“You haven’t left me with much choice, Kael. It’s right here in black and white.”
I shove my phone in his face as the video plays out, but Kael doesn’t look at the screen. His eyes never leave mine.
“I’m calling the police. Get the hell out of my house. I can’t believe you did this,” I seethe, tears streaming down my face.
“Believe what you want,” he grunts.
That’s all he says.Believe what you want.
“Get the fuck out of my house!”
A tiny breath leaves his mouth. He lowers his eyes; he can’t even look at me. And then he rushes downstairs again, and this time I let him go. Because I want him gone.
