Arwen was leaving when someone grabbed her hand from behind. Just the touch made her frown, and as she turned, her expression turned colder when she saw it was Ryan.
"What do you want?" she asked, pulling her hand free from his hold.
Seeing her shrug off his touch like it was the most unpleasant thing on the Earth, made Ryan’s jaw tighten. But at that moment, he forced himself to keep his composure. Tucking his hand into his pocket, he replied, "Arwen, we need to talk."
"We have nothing to talk about, Ryan. I made this clear already, didn’t I?" her voice came steady and firm.
Ryan’s fist clenched inside his pocket, and Arwen saw his jaws tick. But even seeing him losing his control like that, Arwen remained completely unfazed.
"I think that’s where you are wrong," Ryan gritted out. "We have a lot to talk about. Like where have you been staying if not at Quinn Villa?"
Arwen stared at Ryan as if he had grown two heads. She didn’t answer him, not even when his gaze hardened at her.
When Ryan faced her torturous silence like that, her patience snapped. Pulling his hand out, he once again reached to again, trying to grab Arwen by her arms. But before he could, she stepped back, dodging his touch.
His fingers curled, hanging in the air for a moment. "Arwen, I asked where have you been staying these days?"
"And may I ask, how does that concern you?" Her tone was so indifferent that a cold shiver of ran through Ryan’s spine. "I have never been your concern, Ryan. Neither in the past, nor in present and never in the future."
"Arwen, don’t play the same break up game again. You can hide things from me just playing that same game again and again. We both know I never agreed to the breakup."
Arwen laughed softly. "Really?" she asked, the sound of her words coming along with her small laugh felt like mockery. "Is that how you are justifying your this desperate act?"
"I —"
"Ryan, I think you need to take a good, hard look at yourself. There is definitely something really going wrong on with you," she interrupted with a sharp tone. "This is so not you. You never hovered around me like this before. Don’t tell me you are regretting losing me this early? Then again, that too feels surreal." freēwēbnovel.com
Arwen said, shaking her head, dismissing the thought entirely. Of course, she had moved on without a single string attached, but it would be a lie if she said that she hadn’t once hoped to see him regret his choices, regret losing her. She wanted him to feel the sting of rejection and the loss she had felt once.
After all, she was forgiving —but she also held the grudges.
But knowing Ryan, she knew, regret wouldn’t come to him. Not for her, at least. And definitely not this soon. After all, she had barely mattered to him.
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