Chapter 5

"I'm not here to negotiate. You don't get a say in this," Zachary said coldly.

He saw how pale I was and just laughed again.

He continued, "Macie, being forced to give up your career must feel pretty awful, huh?

"Did you ever think that I was drowning in the same kind of despair back then?

"Back then, whose bed were you sleeping in?"

I raised my hand, but Zachary grabbed my wrist before I could do anything.

"Trying to hit me again?" Zachary smirked.

"I hate you," I said, swallowing the blood rising in my throat, every word slow…