Menu Gently, I pried his hands away and wiped my tears. I refused to let him see me like this, to see how much his words still affected me.
But no matter how hard I tried to be cold, he always found my vulnerable side. And I hated that.
I met his gaze one last time, and in his eyes, I saw pain. Real, gutâwrenching pain.
Why was I even noticing that? Shouldnât I just ignore it?
âMove.â
Kane exhaled sharply, shutting his eyes for a moment before reluctantly stepping back.
I turned, opening the door, but before stepping out, I murmured, âStop wasting your time, Kane. I donât love you. And I never will again.â