Not a request. An order. A stake to her claim.

I guess some things never changed after all.

I gave her a little smile. She wasn’t the boss anymore. I was in control.

“I knew that’s why you showed up here. You’re still in love with him, aren’t you?” I didn’t care if she was, to be honest. She could have him if it meant both of them were out of my life.

“No, it’s not like that. You don’t understand.”

I don’t understand? She broke my heart, worse than any asshole man ever could, and now I’m supposed to be the bad guy?

“I should have known. Really. Look, you’d cut me out of your life, okay? I’ve tried so many times to reach out to you. I wanted to talk to you about it, of course I did. But come on, Ams, after everything we’ve been through together you just decided to stop speaking to me. And why? Because I tried to help you all those years ago?”

I hated this. I fucking hated this. I’d made a promise to myself when she left. I’d put up my walls, tall and strong, and no one was getting over them again. And here I was, explaining myself to her again, pleading with her again.

“Help me? You ruined my life!”

Here she was again. Making it all about her.

“What the hell do you even mean?” I hissed. “You’re losing your mind, you know that? You’ve completely lost it. I mean, you just show up here, following me around, completely uninvited—”

“I’m not uninvited.”

Was this bitch high?

“What the hell do you mean? How the hell could I have invited you when we haven’t even spoken in five fucking years?”

“You invited me, Kaavi. You said you wanted me to come. You even lied to me about your parents wanting me to be here.”

Yep. She’s lost it. Completely batshit. I just needed to get away from her. I had bigger problems to worry about. I didn’t have time for this unhinged bitch from my past. I can’t believe I actually thought about opening up to her.

“You’ve lost your goddamned mind. Everyone said it, I just didn’t believe them.”

She grabbed my arm, screaming at me to listen to her.

This was the limit.

“Are you threatening me, Amaya? I’ll listen to you or what, huh? Or what?”

I’d been threatened way too many times in the last forty-eight hours, and I wasn’t taking this shit anymore. She needed to shut up and get out of here.

“Or what, Amaya? You’ll kill me like you killed Gayan Peiris? Huh? Is that what you’d do?”

That should do it.

“Yes! I’ll fucking kill you before I let you do this. You hear me? I’ll fucking kill you.”

Damn, and I thought I’d taken it too far. Mentioning Gayan was a low blow. We both knew that. It was just a stupid teenage accident. I just wasn’t expecting her to react like that.