Chapters (34)
- Half Title
- Advance Praise for Cursed
- Copyright
- Title
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Acknowledgements
My heart felt like it was breaking and swelling all at once. It left me reeling.
“I know I know how crazy it sounds, but it’s like I came to know you. I knew you sketched when you were upset. I saw how much you loved your sister. How brave you were to keep going to that damn school. And all those times I watched you, I grew to know every one of your fake smiles. I never even heard you laugh. All I’ve ever wanted to do is help you, because maybe then, you’d smile once and really mean it.”
I shook my head, willing him to stop just stop.
“I thought being around you would make it easier, but once I got to know you, really know you? I thought I’d loved you before.” He pressed his lips together, but he never looked away. Not once. “I had no clue. Everyone knows. My father wanted me to stay away from you, because he knew how I felt. And Kurt thinks my judgment is skewedthat I’ll lose control again.”
Had I misread the conversation I’d heard between Kurt and Liz? I’d assumed Kurt had been talking about Cromwell, but he only mentioned his name when I stopped listening. Did it matter?
“But I realized I’d never lose control, because of youbecause I love you. That’s what I was trying to tell you last night, Ember. I love you.”
“Don’t,” I whispered, pleaded really. “Don’t tell me that.”
“But it’s true. It’s always been true.” His fingers flexed around my wrists, inching the sleeve down and exposing my skin.
“Hayden”
“I’ve killed,” he said, his face constricting. “You have to know the truth, Em.”
I let out a sob. It had been him, always him.
“You can hate me forever, but it won’t change how I feel.”
His mouth came down on mine so hard, it stopped whatever I was about to say. Thisthis was so wrong, but when he released my wrists, I didn’t touch him like I should have. A speck of illogical trust flared alive in me. I grabbed a fistful of his wet sweater and pulled him to me.
Hayden made a low sound in his throat before his lips suddenly found mine again. His hands slipped to my hips, under my shirt. Desperately, the smart part in my brain screamed that this was wrong, but I pushed myself closer instead of away.
Then, when I thought I’d seriously lost my mind, his fingers brushed over the scar above my navel. It was a like a bucket of ice water thrown on me. I pushedpushed hard.
“Nostop. I can’t do this.”
Hayden was breathing heavily. Although he didn’t look like he wanted to, he let go and stepped back. “Em”