“So yes, I did want you. But I was a fool to lose myself to the fantasy of you. Because underneath allthat beauty and bravado, you’re just a megalomaniac without a conscience. Or at least, that’s whatyou’re trying to be.”
My words are coming faster and faster. Now that I’ve gotten going, it’s hard to stop. The fact that he’sjust standing there, staring at me, makes it easier for me to keep spilling all the things I’ve spentmonths trying to illuminate.
“Because some part of you feels like you have something to prove to your father. You’d rather be arobot and a monster than admit that you’re a man with real feelings.”
His mouth splits into a slow, menacing grin. “You think you’ve got me all figured out, do you?”
I shrug, refusing to be intimidated. “Maybe
