Chapter 13

"One week," I said. "The guest room. You stay out of my space unless I say so. Then you leave." "Okay." "I'm not the girl you knew. I'm harder now. I'll hurt you just to watch you bleed." "I deserve it." "Stop agreeing with me." "Okay," he said, and almost smiled. He was silent as a grave. Some hours I forgot he was there. But the first dawn, when I came downstairs, he was already sitting in the corner of the kitchen. Watching me. "What are you doing?" "Memorizing you," he said. "I have six...