Chapter 8

I smirked, despite the erratic beating of my heart. “You love me?” I scoffed and shook my head in disbelief before I laughed without humor. “I'm not as stupid as before, Lorenzo. Those words won't change the situation we are in right now.”

“I will change that,” he retorted with conviction.

I raised my eyebrows as I eyed him sharply. Gone was the pain that I suddenly resurfaced and quickly replaced by anger.

I didn't know what he was thinking but never did I imagine those simple words of his could easily unleashed the emotion I was holding on for quite too long.

“You're still so full of yourself!” I glowered. “You really think you can bring back what we had before?” I seethed as my breathing became heavy.

Lorenzo didn't respond. He remained mum and just watched me intently instead.

I, on the other hand, leered at him, completely throwing the mask off that I had been wearing on for the whole d*mn two years straight. My heart was already filled with anger that all I wanted to do was to