Taylor's POV
"I loved him." I answer in my defence and I see him give me the most ridiculous look. "and I believed there was still a good part in him. That's what love does"
"No." He shakes his head, his sudden anger seems to stir panic around me. "That wasn't love, that was stupidity."
I get up fiercely glaring at him. "Yes maybe you're right, maybe it was stupidity. You shouldn't have asked for my memory if all you were going to do was judge and criticize." I spit out and begin to walk away.
I enter my room and lock the door and fall onto the bed. Who the hell does he think he is?! I am angry all thanks to him. I should never have believed he wanted to hear my past story with the whole of his heart, he certainly just want something to use against me someday.
I lay in bed for a while
