CHAPTER 42

“Why not? Do my feelings mean that little that it doesn’t matter to you?”

“Don’t you ever fucking say that!” He stormed to me and cupped my face. “Don’t ever say that.”

“Then listen to me when I say I can’t!” I pushed his hands from my cheeks. “I can’t. Okay? Do you hear that? It’s not that I won’t. I can’t. Physically, mentally, emotionally, I can’t do that.”

“Why?”

His blue eyes were full of anger and pain and heat and what once was.

“I can’t fall in love with you,” I whispered. “Not again. If I have to pretend all the time, I might just do that.”

“Is that such a bad thing?”

“Yes!” I found his eyes and hugged myself. My voice increased in volume until I was shouting so hard my thr

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