“It hurt you?” His eyes came to rest on her, trying to push every ounce of aggression away again with a mammoth effort and barely holding on. She messed him up in so many ways, and she just had no clue at all.

She looked away, crossing her arms around her body protectively, and he just sighed and crumbled inside. He was mad; he wanted to be mad, but somehow, she made him feel guilty and want to stop being angry with her. No wonder he was all over the place. He had no control over ...