“I listened to both of you for months without even knowing it. I’m done listening.”
Clara started crying. “Ella, please-”
I laughed in his face.
I turned to her. “Do not say my name like you still have a right to it.”
That shut her up.
Evan tried again. “It just happened.”
I laughed in his face.
“No. Rain just happens. Traffic just happens. A six-month affair with hotel bookings takes planning.”
He dragged both hands through his hair. “I was going to end it.”