“She tried to poison me, but she’s shit at potions. I pretended to forget. Psycho bitch doesn’t realize how thin her walls are, either. She—”

The frying pan clutched in my grip hits her head and she crumples to the floor.

“Blair?” Dax asks, looking between me and Ryan. No one really caring about the girl I should have kept locked in my basement, out cold on the floor.

“You know Blair?” Ryan asks Dax.

“She’s my girlfriend,” he replies proudly, until he sees the look on Ryan’s face.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Blair. You fucked my dad? What, to get back at me because I didn’t want to be with you? How pathetic.”

Dax puts his fork down and his brows furrow as he looks at the table.

“It wasn’t like that, Dax,” I say.

“It wasn’t?” he asks. His hands clenched into fists on the table.

“I mean, it started out that way, but that’s why I’m here. I thought it would be easier for Ryan to forget me so that way everything would be fine.”

“Wait, make me forget? How does someone use food to make someone forget something?”

“That’s not the point, I want to be with Dax. That’s why I’m here to make things right,” I say. I watch as Dax looks down at the table, I can almost feel the disappointment looming off of him.

“You’re nothing but a bitch who does things that are in your best interest,” Ryan says.

“Don’t call her a bitch,” Dax growls.

“So that’s it then. You choose her? You couldn’t be a good parent to me my whole life and now you come back saying you want a relationship and then my ex-girlfriend seduces you, and now you’re ditching me?”

“No, just don’t call her a bitch,” Dax says, raking his hand through his dark hair. I see how conflicted he is. How I caused this. How I made more problems for him. He was trying to be better, more than a demon. He wanted this relationship with his son and I’ve gone and fucked it up.

Dax looks at his son pleadingly. And I can’t take the look on his face.

“Dax, tell your son everything. I’m so sorry that I put you in this position. Ryan, you need to know that he didn’t know we dated before we started things. That doesn’t change the fact that we have feelings for each other. I’d like to make this right.” I look at Ryan pleadingly. I hate this asshole, but I’d be willing to make a deal with the devil to keep Dax.

“No, fuck this. Choose,” Ryan says and my heart sinks. Dax looks destroyed as he looks between us.

I make the decision for him. “Talk to your son, Dax. I’m so sorry.”