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I interrupted her yet again. “The second we escape this place, I’ll go my way and you can go yours. Just stay the fuck away from me.” I glared at her with all of the anger I could muster, all of the misdirected hatred and agony that had been percolating inside of me.

I could see the exact moment my words had the desired effect. The exact fucking second when they cut deeper than any blade could, twisting at her organs until she was dripping blood, the same way I was.

It didn’t feel as good as I’d thought it was going to.

It fucking ached.

“Fine,” Bianaca said stiffly, her shoulders bunching. She grabbed her duffle bag off the steel counter and moved towards the kitchen door. “Enjoy being alone, Aiden, because I guarantee you, after all of this is over, that’s how it’s going to be for you.”

When she stormed out the door, I didn’t feel an ounce of satisfaction, only a crippling loneliness and pain that sent me falling to my knees.

For the second time in two days, I fell apart.