I left Melania behind a little while ago, and yet her muffled sobs keep echoing in my head. Seeing her cry, beg me until she broke down like that really hit me — I never would've thought she felt something like that for me.
Then again, it's not like she ever gave me a reason to notice. She's treated me the same way ever since the day we met. And honestly, with how jealous I am, it could never work between us.
I'd live in constant paranoia that, the second I wasn't around, she'd spread her legs for the first guy who walked by — something Veronica has never done and never would.
«I'll never be with anyone else again, I swear on my life! I love you, Jace!» she'd said. Her words keep echoing inside my skull.
