CHAPTER FIFTY ONE
“I f*****g love you munchkin,” he whispered yet again against my lips as he kept on ravishing them. I hated the fact that I was enjoying the kiss and that my body was reacting to it like it was the air it needs to breathe.
Tears streamed down my face and a part of me already fell for that but the other part was quick to remind me of the weeks I wasted blaming myself for what happened. I pulled away from his kiss, slapping him.
“You don’t get to kiss me like that, okay? You don’t get to walk into my room, act like nothing happened and just kiss me like that. You don’t get awaken feelings in me and you sure as hell don’t declare that you love after hurting me. Why do have to prove that I will always feel something for you? Isn’t it enough that I choose to stay aw
