Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171: Chapter 171.

Memories keep flashing through my head, all the sleepovers we had, the night phone calls.

And now every single one of those memories feels poisoned.

"Do you have any idea how messed up that is?" I ask him.

Zane watches me carefully.

"I had my reasons..."

"Don’t."

The word comes out like a warning but he keeps going anyway.

"You don’t understand the situation back then."

That does it, I laugh again but there’s nothing funny about it.

"Oh I understand it perfectly."

My voice trembles slightly now.

"You wanted information about my family."

He says nothing but silence says enough.

"So you used someone I trusted to get it."

"Elaine....."

"I said shut up!"

The shout echoing through the dining room.

My chest hurts now, not just from yelling... from everything.

"I have endured everything you’ve thrown at me since this marriage started," I say, my voice shaking.

"Everything."

My fingers curl tightly into fists.

"Your attitude, your stupid temper and your stupid revenge against my brother."

My throat feels tight.

"I tolerated it."

Zane’s expression shifts slightly but I keep going.

"I told myself it was part of the deal, that it would get better eventually."

I shake my head slowly.

"But this?"

My chest rises and falls heavily.

"This is the height of it."

The room goes quiet again as Zane is still watching me but I can see something shifting behind his eyes now...Something calculating because for the first time since this started.... He’s realizing just how badly he’s screwed this up.

My chest is rising and falling hard, like I’ve just run a mile. My hands are still shaking at my sides, the anger hasn’t burned out of me yet. It’s still there, sitting hot and heavy under my skin.

Claire is leaning against the dining table, one hand pressed to her scratched arm, breathing unevenly.

And then Claire says....

"Oh my gosh get over it."

The words sound so casually that for a second I’m not sure I heard her right.

My head turns slowly toward her.

"What?

Claire pushes herself away from the table and straightens. Her face is still blotchy from crying, but something ugly has crept back into her expression now.

Annoyance.

"You heard me," she says.

"You’re acting like you’re the victim here."

My eyes narrow at her.

"Excuse me?"

Claire scoffs under her breath.

"You weren’t the one who got used."

For a second I just stare at her, trying to process the sheer audacity of what she just said.

"You’re serious right now?"

Claire gestures toward Zane with a bitter little laugh.

"He used me for years."

My hands slowly curl into fists again.

"And then he threw me away."

Her voice rises.

"So forgive me if I don’t feel too bad that our little friendship turned out to be fake."

How did I not see this bitch for who she was all these years...something in my chest snaps again.

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