136. SEBASTIAN H. (POV)

“The same?” I let out a half-smile—that crooked smile that provokes and hurts, because I know I’m poking at an open wound, and that gives me a bitter kind of satisfaction. “Now you’re offending me.”

The words leave my mouth laced with sarcasm, like hot, toxic smoke.

She glares at me, her cheeks flus...

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