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Bea said to me angrily, while we were inside a ladies boutique and I was shopping for a dress for her to wear for dinner. "I'm sorry, but I just have no other choice." "But what you did was still wrong! You just made her hope and didn't you see how happy she was earlier when you told her fiancé that I was yours?" "So, give it to me even now." "Do you think I'm easy to get? Well, I want to make it clear to you that I'm not like the other girls out there who are tripping over you." He said and was about to leave but I stopped him immediately and grabbed his wrist.

She started moving around and trying to get free, so I put more pressure on her chest. "I understand you were with Wyatt for a while. And maybe you do love him, but maybe you just like the idea of having a high ranking title. Either way, I am his mate. He has already told you to leave him alone, but yet you continue to show up and harrass him like a child." She looked up at me with fire in her eyes. I could feel May trying to take control, and she was starting to surface. My eyes were swirling purple and black. Once Layla noticed it, she tensed up and looked scared. I looked towards Wyatt and Max, and their eyes were widened in surprise.

"You and Ronan? I would prefer to drift around the world completely groundless than know the both of you." She watched me, disappointment evident in her eyes. "You know I will not let you go, right? Once that bastard Florian comes here, I am making sure it all ends here. I am making sure none of you will have the chance to hunt us anymore. Can't you see, Roxanne? You were the one with the expensive hobbies, wanting nice fairytale rooms... how do you think we were going to afford that?" "Definitely not by killing the same people who helped you out of poverty."

she added, a hint of hurt creeping into her voice. Ava nodded in agreement. "I said it's nothing!" Rosaline snapped, almost yelling "You know what? You guys are really unbearable," she said, packing her books into her bag. "You guys can just go home without me. I really can't be arguing right now," Rosaline said as she stood up to leave, her anger evident in her every move. “Ok I've never been more sure of anything but I'll say she is hiding something” Ava said with a suspicious look

"Brandon just left your ward. Don't tell me you're trying to weasel out of our bet. You lost, so why are you still clinging to him?" Rosalie met her gaze, eyes blazing. "I'm not. I promised I'd leave him, and I won't back out now." Nina's expression hardened. "Then stay away from him. Quit showing up everywhere he goes." Rosalie couldn't be bothered to argue with Nina. She tried to get back up but accidentally knocked her foot against Nina's leg. Nina flew into a rage. "Shove her head into the toilet!" she barked at the people holding Rosalie down.

Then she frowned when the boys finished talking and looked at me like I was a cretin. “I can't believe you would stoop so low as to let these fools try to fix what you should fix yourself,” Rosalie said before turning and walking away. “Does that mean she's going to help us?” asked Max uncomprehendingly and Rai saw him holding back laughter. “No, she just sent us down the tubes because somehow she feels that whatever we're doing offends her friend,” Caleb said and we all looked at him with our mouths hanging open. “Rosalie is easy to read. By now, you should know how she thinks.”

Sebastian's face instantly drained of color, and he immediately started shrieking, "He's lying! The psycho is just putting on an act to score some sympathy points! "Rosie, don't believe a word he says. He probably scripted this whole performance ages ago. I'm a firsthand witness. I saw him run off with his sugar mommy with my own two eyes. "He's the reason the Langleys lost everything, and he's the reason you suffered so much. Have you forgotten?" Rosalie snapped back to herself. The tiny flicker of emotion that had just sparked in her eyes instantly hardened into burning hatred. "You're right. I believe Sebastian. A man who spills nothing but lies could never actually love me. Even your own

What happened to shy teenagers that didn’t even introduce themselves? “I’m sorry, I just keep running my mouth I didn’t even get your name” she says with a gentle smile “Rosalie” I give her a shy smile “Rosalie…. That’s different but it’s beautiful, so where’d you move from?” “Well, that’s a loaded question, how much time you got?” “I think enough to listen.” “Then come on in.”

And again. She never failed me. Not once. Rosalie was obsessed with me. She loved me so much it hurt. She begged me for scraps, swallowed my lies, waited through my silences, cried when I didn’t come home. That kind of woman doesn't cheat. She wouldn't betray me. So how the hell did she slip through my fingers? I could still feel the sting on my cheek from when she punched me. Her eyes had been wild. Unrecognizable. And then she wiped her mouth like my lips were diseased—like I was something rotten. Like she was disgusted by me.

Rosalie wiped the tears from her face, and smiled coldly. “Good on you, Theodore. I used to blame it on my imagination, since I’ve never personally witnessed it for myself. I continue trusting that you’d have a line you wouldn’t cross. But now that I’ve witnessed it for myself, I’ve seen through you. You’re nothing but a wicked bastard. I never want to see you again!” Rosalie turned to leave. Crying, kicking up a fuss and even scolding were pointless indeed. She didn’t want to remain entangled with him here.