Chapter 98

“You still want me,” she whispers to distract him, aiming for some emotion inside of him that she’s sure he still has for her, trying to manipulate and claw back some of the man she previously knew. But this time, she’s pushed him too far.

“Marissa, I fucking hated you for years, but I don’t hate you anymore because I don’t care enough about you to feel a single fucking thing.” He lets her go, with a voice as cold and empty as ice, and steps back, much to my absolute relief. I feel faint with it.

His words must sting as her eyes fill with moisture and tears come pouring down. I’d be dying right now knowing that Jake could be so brutally cold and cruel and emotionally dead inside if it were me. My body sags with relief that he’s backed off, and I’m so confused with all the emotions hitting me over this scene.

I shiver and wrap my arms tightly around myself, willing my Jake to come back into this room. I hate being here without him. I need him to be the one dealing w