I realise what true happiness is.
“As for the ‘carbon copy’ comment. You couldn't be any more wrong.” I tilt my head, studying her like I’m seeing her clearly for the very first time. “You're bitter. Controlling. You tear people down to make yourself feel better.”
My gaze hardens.
“Your personality is ugly, and it shows.”
I straighten.
“She's nothing like you.”
Not even remotely.
“Willow is kind. She's strong. She actually gives a damn about the people around her. Unlike you, she has goals in life insteadof sitting on her ass and spending money that doesn't belong to her.”
Even though I will be spoiling the hell out of her because that damn beautiful, bratty woman deserves it.
Nobody needs to know that.
A faint smile pulls at my mouth. “She's perfect, and everything I want.”
It feels God damn good getting all of this off my chest. Being able to speak about my feelings for Willow feels freeing, even if it is to Cruella Devil. Ezra was right, and I know for a fact he's going to rub my face in it for months to come.
“As I said, it's disgusting.”
She says it like it should mean something to me.
It doesn't.
“I couldn't give a flying fuck what you think,” I respond with a shrug. “What I do want is for you to get out of my house and my life. But before you go, I have one question.”
Her eyes narrow in annoyance.
“I expect you to be honest because I know when you lie.”
A short, sharp laugh leaves her. “Oh, you do, do you?”
“Yeah, your mouth moves. Your voice also goes all nasally.” I grimace faintly. “Hate that, by the way.”
“You're a dick,” she lashes out.
“I’m only a dick to people who deserve it, and you're right at the top of that list.”
Oh, she really doesn't like this version of me.
I can see it in the way her composure starts to slip, the tight control she clings to cracking at the surface. That polished, superior front? It's hanging on by a thread.
There's a vein pulsing in her forehead like it's about to give out completely.
Honestly, it would be doing us all a favour if it did.
“Now listen to me carefully. When Leon was diagnosed with cancer and Willow had to deal with it all on her own, did he try to contact me?”
I’m met with silence.
She doesn't answer me. She doesn't even look at me now.
Her eyes are everywhere but on me, and that's all I need to know the truth.
