Aria

Then he tossed the napkin into the trash can.

My heart sank.

“Are you treating me like trash?” I asked. My voice cracked. “Jace, you’ve never treated me like this before. Never. You loved me. You cared about my well-being. Why are you acting as if I disgust you?”

It hurt. It actually hurt. Even though I didn’t really love Jace, even though this was all part of the plan, it still hurt to be treated like garbage.

“You’re trash, Aria,” he spat. He threw my phone on the ...