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Chapter Twenty-Four

"Isobel!"

His voice is loud, which means he must only be steps behind me. I push my legs to go faster, even though I know I can never outrun him.

"Wait!" he insists, his fingers curling around my wrist. He reefs me back and I stumble back from the force. He steadies me quickly and I glare down at the ground, my chest heaving.

"What?" I spit through my teeth, desperately trying to keep my eyes from pooling.

"You can't believe that I would do that," he says with disbelief, his hand tightening. "I just confessed my love for you. Why would I throw that all away, for some girl I don't even know?"

"I don't know Miles, because you like to torture me?" I exclaim, whirling around to face him. "You're angry at me for pushing you out? You want me to experience the kind of hurt we put you through?" I am yelling at this point, I am crying and I am humiliated beyond words.

His shoulders sag. "I don't blame you for cutting

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