Chapter 64. He Wouldn’t Even Look at Me

BELLADONNA 

I laughed so hard that my body shook, my stomach tightened, but my eyes still stung, and a huge lump formed in my throat. 

The smile instantly dropped from my face, and I looked back at Medea to see her jaw clenched. 

“Are you listening to yourself, Medea?” I asked, my voice low but hard. “Huh? Do you even know the rubbish you’re spitting? You’re doing all this because I was arrogant and rubbed it in your face? How? When you came into my life, I was mourning my mother! And I was slowly losing my father. And you say I was being arrogant?”

She rose from her seat slowly, planting her hands on the desk and getting close to my face, her teeth bared. “When I came into your house, you looked at me like I was nothing! You looked down at me from your high horse like I meant nothing.”

“That’s because you meant nothing!” I shouted into her face, but she didn't even flinch. “You were nothing to me because I didn't even know you. Because y