Chapter 4

"Edward, you've perfected the art of accusing others for exactly what you're guilty of," I snapped.

"Who played poor? Who pretended to be paralyzed? Who pawned my mom's keepsake just to impress Sophie? Who spent two years scheming, just to take revenge for Sophie?

"Meanwhile, I was running around like a fool in the pouring rain, delivering those outrageously expensive takeout meals for you. Did that make you happy?

"So tell me. Who's really at fault here? Can you even say it out loud?"

I turned sharply to Sophie, her expression icy. I stared at the now-bare spot on her…