Hate That I Still Love You

's Poin

made his coffee just the way he liked it-black, no sugar, two drops of milk.

something, please. We'll talk, okay?"I waited. And waited. I heard his footsteps co

oring the food, ignoring me. Like I was air."Scott..." I called out, my voice too soft, too broken

that. The door clicked shut behind him, leaving me alone with the untouched food and the unbearable silence.

ing the twins' clothes. Just to keep from crying. But the tears came anyway. I ended up on the floor of the kit

alization that maybe... love wasn't enough. Just as I zipped up the last suitca

a week, okay? Get away from all this... I'll talk to him. I promise. He's.

rength. I just nodded, even though she

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bellboy. He tried to reach for my bag but I waved him off."I got it." My voice was low, tired

Poor thing..." My steps faltered. What the hell did they know? Still, I kept moving. Th

slightly."Did someone brief you on my entire life before I got here?"She blinked.

. Com

tev

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e roses and lemon-too perfect, too fake. I collapsed onto the bed, staring at the cei

gers hovered over Katrina's contact. But I

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ed out of

n my heart felt like it had been yanked out and stomped on? Scott hadn't returned my

tures I had no interest in posting, ordered food I barely touch

ng wo

lk along the beach. Maybe the waves woul

breeze tangled my hair, and for a moment, just one fragile moment-I felt oka

en I s

hand. Laughing. Laughing. I froze. My heart stopped. It was l

dagger to my gut. Her hand was around his arm, her head tilted slightly toward him, and

He just wasn't show

took slow steps backward, blinking furiously to hold in the tears that threatened t

. No. Not this time. I turned and followed them from a distance, keeping to the shadows. They turned a c

for a while,

I m

hes on the floor? All I knew was I needed answers. When I got to the villa, I stoo

rap. Footsteps. The door creaked ope

re?"I swallowed hard. "Where is he?"Katrina stepped halfw

urse

Her throat bobbed, and she shifted uncomfortably."All those times

s not like that,

sed to find out like this," Katrina whispered, guilt and panic flashing across her face. I scoffed bit

er his shoulder, hair wet, face relaxed. His voice

e just say babe? Shock flickered across his face. Then guilt. Then something worse-indifference. He looked

. But then, just like that, his expression turned cold. Detached. "What do you mean, Ta