“If this was all you called me out for, there's no need for this conversation to go on any further. I want to be with Christopher, and I like staying with him. I don't care if you think I'm a b*tch or if you think I'm useless, and I don't care if you hate me for it.”
I whipped around to make to leave, but Lyle caught ahold of my wrist, his eyes rimmed with red as his nails dug into my skin. Without a second thought, I took my handbag and hit him on the head with it.
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