Chapter Eleven

The fact that the kiss affected me so much, made me want to submerge myself in the deep sea. I hate the mixed feelings that come from what that bastard did. I really hate him.

And, that was two weeks ago, which means I'm totally screwed.

After leaving Rhysand on the balcony, I went straight into the party. Not for fun, but to find Jordan. After I found him talking to one of his business colleagues, I immediately told him I wanted to go home. It's up to him to take me or not. But he drove me, and he still thought that the reason I wanted to hurry home was because I had a headache—a lie that Bellva told everyone.

That night, I couldn't sleep because of the mixed feelings that plagued me.

With just a kiss and a touch from him, he messed me up.

I don't like this. I don't like how Rhysand made me feel. I don't like the cozy warmth in my chest when I think about it. This is really wrong.

And until now, sometimes I can still feel something twist my stomach and make my heart beat fast.