Bella Frost

I didn't look up until I was done packing, then I clutched my suitcase and looked at him. He glared so hard at me, so hard that I feared he was going to do something again. His eyes were cold and I knew he was fighting so hard to keep the anger just beneath the surface. But I had made up my mind. I was leaving. I couldn't stay here any longer, not like this.

"I can't believe you're doing this," he growled. "You think you can just walk out on me? On this marriage?"

"I'm not doing this because I want to, Derek. I'm doing this because I have to. You don't care about me, about Lily. You never have."