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I cleared my throat. “You should. You were awful and
extremely rude.”
She gasped, as if she wasn’t expecting me to agree. I
gave her an internal eyeroll. If she was expecting me to
sugarcoat things for her…
Yeah, right. Not. Going. To. Happen.
Her face flushed, and she chewed on her lower lip.
Where was the high and mighty Bianca? This one was
nothing like her.
“You’re right,” she admitted. “I’m sorry.”
Maddox grunted in response, and I sat there,
speechless. Bianca fidgeted with her hands, as she waited
for me to give her some kind of reaction. I sat forward in
my chair and leveled her with a hard look. “I don’t do well
with name-calling, and if I remember correctly, you called
me a bitch, for no reason whatsoever,” I told her bluntly.
Her face turned red, and she opened her mouth as if to
speak, but I cut her off. “The last girl who called me a
bitch, I broke her nose.”
That was in high school, back when I had to defend
myself against wealthy, filthy rich princesses who thought
everyone had to bow down to them. Ha, right.
Bianca’s throat bobbed with a hard swallow. Once I was
sure she got my message, my lips widened with a smile.
“Apology accepted. Have a good day,” I dismissed her.
Maddox raised his head, gave her a final stare – his eyes
darkened, and his face flashed with an unreadable
expression. Like he wanted to say something, but he was
too angry to. He was so confusing!
As soon as she stepped away from our little corner, my
nerves eased up, but I was still strung tight with… strong,
vivid emotions. Jealousy.
God, I loathed that word.
It made me feel insecure.
And… small.