Meadow’s POV:

Alaric had just walked out on me in my most vulnerable moment. My eyes were closed, and he just… left.

I should’ve known that his indifferent expression was just that. Indifferent.

He didn’t care.

My skin pulsed with a different kind of heat as I got out of the pool. Anger. Disgust at myself. Embarrassment.

Hatred.

I let him use me again. I let him talk me into doing what he wanted and he just left me high and dry.

Letting out a shaky breath, I reached for a nearby ...