Chapter 160

• With every step I take towards her, she takes a step back, and I can’t help but think how easy it would be to trap her between my arms right now. It reminds me of the day a few years ago when she tried to block the door so she could drone on and on about the same conversation about letting her leave and we ended up fucking for the most beautiful fifteen minutes of my life. It reminds me how easy it would be for me to grab her, push her against the wall and fuck her into oblivion, if only, she wasn’t holding deep-seated hatred for me.
• She rolls her shoulders like a contortionist trying to come up with a plausible excuse that might save her skin. “They begged me to let them have a dance party,” she says with a nervous smile. “I didn’t have the heart to say no.”
• I stare at her, taking in the sight of Lizzy in a unicorn onesie. It’s a bizarre mix of cute and absurd. I can feel my frustration melting away, but I can’t let her see that. I need to maintain my intimidating presence.