“You f*****g bastard! You kidnapped me because you were not obsessed with me! You were obsessed with her!” Isadora screamed.
Her face twisted, chest heaving, her fists clenched so tightly her nails dug crescent moons into her palms. “And because I look so much like her, you took me and used me! You sick prick!”
Dominic flinched like the words hit him physically, but he didn’t move. He just stood there, eyes locked on her face like it was the only thing tethering him to the earth.
“You never felt any love for me,” she spat. “You didn’t just love me less than her. You never f*****g loved me at all.” Her steps were slow, measured, but her rage trembled in every inch of her body as she stalked closer. “You f****d me.”
“You ruined me. You bent me in half and made me scream your name into s
