chapter 11

I shrugged, doubling down on the lie as panic overtook me. “I don’t care if you believe me or not. Henry is not yours. I slept with his father after you ran away.”

He looked stunned by that, but then, he sharply shook his head.

“Liar,” he growled. “You were never a good liar.”

I gnashed my teeth, frustration welling up within me.

“Don’t talk down to me,” I hissed. “I’m not a kid anymore, Ryan. I’ve grown up a lot since you vanished.”

“Why didn’t you tell me about him?” he demanded to know.

“He’s not yours!” I insisted. What was I doing? It was like I was being possessed by some asshole demon who was determined to completely ruin my life and I couldn’t stop it. “Christ, did you really think I wouldn’t hook up with anyone after you? Well, guess what? Once you popped my cherry, I didn’t have a reason to hold myself back anymore. I’ve been screwing anyone I’ve wanted whenever I’ve wanted to.”

A bald-faced lie. Truth be told, I hadn’t been with anyone else since Ryan. I’d been too heartbro