My Endless Sorrow
"The doctor said I need rest—there’s no way I can go through this right now!"
For once, my defiance gave him pause. He held my gaze, his dark eyes searching mine as if trying to see past my words, past my pain.
Then, with a scoff, he stepped back, shaking his head.
"You really know how to put on a show," he said coldly.
"Guess I shouldn’t be surprised. How else could you have fooled me into loving you five years ago?" His voice dropped, dripping with contempt.
"You’re the reason Grandma died."
The words struck me like a dagger to the chest, hollowing me out with pain.