Prologue

“Let me go!” I cried.

“How can you say this? I’m sick of your behavior,” he snarled, pulling me harshly. I closed my eyes in fear.

“You always ignore things. You ignore everyone who is lusting after you, and now you’re saying you’ll just ignore me too,” he said, his voice dripping with bitterness.

“Forget it. How can you...” he began, he yanked me forcefully, making me look at him. His eyes were terrifying, and my own were filled with tears. I felt weak in his grasp.

“I don’t want any of this. I don’t want you or anything else,” I sobbed.

“You know I’m in love with you,” he confessed.

“I loved you too,” I said, surprising him. “But not anymore.” His grip loosened slightly, but he still didn’t let go. “You broke my heart,” I continued.

“W—” he began to speak, but I cut him off.

“All those guys, whoever they are, they only showed lust toward me. I could feel it in their words; they only wanted one thing, even my stalker,” I said, and his grip tightened at the mention of the stalker. “But you were different. I loved you because you admired and loved me the way I wanted to be loved. But it was all a lie. You’re the same as them, even worse,” I cried.

“You’re right,” he said, pulling me closer. Our lips were almost touching, so I turned my face away. “I’m the same, or just like you said worse,” he admitted,  his words only made me cry harder.