*She’s been taking more than that,* Nova whispered, her voice full of venom. *She’s been taking him.*
Tears stung my eyes, but I quickly blinked them away. “He’s not worth it,” I said aloud, more to myself than to Nova. “He never was.”
*Maybe not,* Nova agreed, though her voice was laced with pain. *But it still hurts. Even for someone like him, it still hurts.*
When Braxton came out of the bathroom, I was ready. I sat there calmly, waiting for him to make the first move. He dressed quickly, avoiding my gaze, and mumbled something about Lila needing help.
“I’m going to her place,” he said hastily. “There’s trouble close to her , and she’s not safe.”
I raised an eyebrow, my voice cold. “If you walk out that door, Braxton, we’re done. Don’t come back.”
He froze, turning to me with wide eyes. “What the hell are you talking about? You’re being crazy, Calla.”
“I’m not the one sneaking around with my sister behind my back,” I shot back. “So go ahead. Walk out that door. But we’re done.”
His face twisted with anger, but he said nothing. Instead, he grabbed his keys and slammed the door behind him.
*Good riddance,* Nova growled. But there was a note of sadness in her voice that echoed in my heart.