_ Harper’s pov cont. Jace came out and saw me. I heard him call my name and came to my senses. I didn’t wait for him to come save me. I’m no damsel in distress. I helped myself out instead. He came to me and I tried to push him away, but I was choking. He lifted me from the ground without a warning and took me to one of the benches. “Get away from me,” I tried to yell at him, but my voice came out weak. He grabbed my hand, refusing to let me go. “Let me explain,” he begged. I let out a weak chuckle. “I don’t want to hear it,” I lashed out, hitting his shoulders to get him off. He gripped both my hands, but I didn’t stop. “You hate me, right? You hate my mum, everything about me,” I lashed out again. “Fine. I do,” he bellowed suddenly, startling me and forcing me to stop. I stared at him, shivering a little now. His eyes wavered as he tried to speak. “I mean, yes, I hated you.” His lashes flicked. He ruffled his hair back. “I wanted to hurt you because I thought it wo
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