My dad.
Myuncle.
…Mom.
I’m reaching for it while my mind’s still ablaze.
He’s only got himself to blame, leaving something like this out here where anyone can find it.
ACTIVITY LOG
As soon as I pick it up, I can feel it’s as well used as mine. The edges of the pages are uneven, like they’ve been rifled through plenty of times.
The cover’s even a little creased in one corner, just like?—
No.
Fuckno.
—just like mine.
I don’t know how long he’s had this, but I’m pretty sure he’s read it cover-to-cover already.
And hestillhad the audacity to treat me like a piece of shit?
My eyes cut back to the envelope.
I’m fucking glad he never sent that letter.
Never gave me that stupid necklace.
They say people never change, but Kai is the exception that proves the fucking rule. He might have been sweet and kind in his own unique way, but that Kai’s long dead. Why the fuck am I pretending there’s a chance I can resurrect him?
The rage hits me so hard I have to grip the bookshelf to stay upright. He read every entry…and hestillcalled me a slut.
Still hurt me.
Still made me feel like I was nothing but Riverside trailer trash.
I want to bash his head in with one of his trophies.
I want to burn this whole fucking frat house down—with him inside.
Instead, I just stand there shaking, staring at the boy who used to be my entire world.
A boy who’s become my personal demon.
Guys are all the same.
They’ll say anything,doanything, just to get you to sleep with them. And if you still say no…well, they’ll fuck you, regardless.
I’m so fucking naive.
So fucking pathetic.
Andsofucking done being the punchline.
Chapter 61
