“I just needed more time. Now we both lost him.” She sniffles grabbing her things. “Just go Stella. Leave me alone, okay. You’re a real bitch. I never suspected you to come at us so hard—so fast. I was expecting more of a cloak and dagger play from you. But no—you straight out took me out like a sniper.”
I turn.
Walk away.
My ponytail swishes behind me, each step steady even though my pulse is anything but.
I don’t look back.
I don’t stop.
Not until I push through the library doors—and nearly walk straight into Kane.
He takes one look at me.
Brows lifting.
“Damn, Stella,” he mutters.
A beat.
“That was a bloodbath.”
I’m not proud.
“Do me a favor? Make sure she gets home okay. Help her with her bag?”
My shoulders slump. I wrecked T&T. She was right—I took a long rifle and made a kill shot right through their budding relationship. But in turn, I might’ve also taken out my chance with Tristan.
