The car screeches and makes a forced stop on the empty road.
He doesn’t even look where he’s pulling over, his eyes are just locked on me.
“Why him?” he asks, with a voice so calm it feels like a delicate touch.
“Why’d you say yes to Hunter?”
My lips part with a soft gasp. I wasn’t exactly expecting that.
I don’t even know what to say. In my head, I’m seeing it all again.
Calling Hunter, telling him I wanted a wedding, planning it all in one crazy week. I feel like a madhouse of bad decisions.
“I wanted to hurt you,” I say to him. The words tasting bitter in my mouth.
“I wanted to make you feel… everything, Adam. Everything you’ve ever made me feel.”
“And after that?” he asks.
My heart drops all the way down to my feet, because I don’t have a damn answer for that question.
His
