“It’s a white flag... For a shitty reaction... Just take the flowers, Sophs. I bought them for you.” He seems completely normal, with no hint of any heartfelt apology, just that infuriating deadpan expression when he hides his innermost feelings. That smug attitude that he knows how to handle me because he knows me and thinks that is worth anything now.

“Fine!” I yank my wrist free and push past him, stalking toward the bed. I walk to the edge and pick up the bunch of ...