Chapter 163

He broke this, not me. He made his choice, no matter what his reasons were. It can’t be undone. “You’re angry, hurt, and upset ... all valid, and I understand why. If you need time to forgive me, Fine. But I’m not going anywhere. I’m not giving up. I need you, and I’ll earn your forgiveness, no matter what it takes.” Colton is back in serious, soft-faced, high school, hot boy mode, and I shake it off. I ignore him, trying to blot out words that wound me to the core and turn to walk away, but he catches me by the wrist and stops me in my tracks—tugging me back slightly and igniting further fury. Burning, searing touch that was invented to torture me by being both the best feeling in the world and the worst. That bubbling temper dominates the pit of my stomach, but before I can turn to tell him to back off, my thoughts are interrupted by a high voltage distraction. “Chica!!” Meadow comes bounding from nowhere, darting at me like a lioness pouncing its prey, like a freight train and a tor