Genevieve:
“Caspian, please, pull yourself together. I cannot see you like this,” right before my eyes, that b***h knelt down to comfort him. The way she gently pressed her hand against his back caused a chill to run down my spine.
“And you want me to believe there’s nothing between the two of you?” I hissed, making them both look up and stare at me. “She’s rubbing your f*****g back.”
I didn’t know why it felt like such a big deal. I thought I didn’t care. I shouldn’t care. But being a little jealous at that moment made me feel like a failure. It gave me the idea that I needed to work harder on myself—to be fully consumed by my own strength, or else the other me would win.
I would never let that happen.
“Oh, I’m just rubbing his back and you’re all red from anger. Can you imagine how
